Why, yes, I do look like the shithead here, don't I?

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I blew up, I freaked out, I got mad, I'm the bad guy. It's all on me. Aren't I the unreasonable bitch? Aren't they just the innocent wounded parties having to deal with the sicko crazy woman. Poor poor little victims. Soooo mistweated and misunderstood. So sad.

What I find most interesting about interacting with emotional manipulators is how they can push past your bounaries til you blow up, then step back and play the oh so reasonable and noble hurt party. This is a game I do not play well. Especially not when I'm recovering from fricken emergency eye surgery.

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I probably should not have been the one to tell her, but I went ahead and sent her email today, with the profanity edited out, with my sample apology as a better example of what to do next time someone calls her on violating a boundary and hurting feelings. Save that "reasons and rationalizations" for youf fucking therapist, cupcake.

Anyway...like I said, I should not have... I don't owe her anything, any more attempts at understanding, nothing. But...on the off chance that she was raised extremely poorly and was never taught to have consideration for the feelings of others or how to apologize, I went ahead and sent it.

bleh.

done. I just want to be done.