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When does it become a waste of time to try and make someone understand your motivations? I hate the idea of someone feeling self-righteous about what a bitch *I* am, when they have been a generally shitty friend of late. But then I remind myself, if it was worth my time and effort, I probably wouldn't have to ponder this at all. Sometimes, you just can't win and it's best to give up and move on. After you get your stuff back, of course. I just wish that my inclination to give people the benefit of the doubt came back and bit me in the ass a little less often.