the end
I feel the urge to try to defend myself, to correct how I was wrongly portrayed, to point out inaccuracies and flat-out lies, to inquire, to explain, to try to find some sort of conclusion.
But there's no point in writing a big long entry attempting to do that. The people it would be directed toward don't care anymore. Therefore, neither do I. I can't let myself care anymore when there's no reason to care. It's exhausting and depressing.
With that, I end this journal. It's sort of ironic, I'm the one who started the livejournal chain of password-giving among this group of "friends" and I'm the first to go.
I may be starting a new journal soon, and I'm sure those who are interested will IM or e-mail me for the address to it.
But there's no point in writing a big long entry attempting to do that. The people it would be directed toward don't care anymore. Therefore, neither do I. I can't let myself care anymore when there's no reason to care. It's exhausting and depressing.
With that, I end this journal. It's sort of ironic, I'm the one who started the livejournal chain of password-giving among this group of "friends" and I'm the first to go.
I may be starting a new journal soon, and I'm sure those who are interested will IM or e-mail me for the address to it.