Where Everybody Knows Your Name...

You just want to belong somewhere. Where there's no hassles, no headaches, no whining. Where you can just hang out and do what you want to do. The internet in theory is supposed to be one of those places. Where you can log in anonymously and do what you feel like with minimal repercussions, as long as you follow the law. I feel like my privacy has been violated...yet again. Can I have nothing for myself? Must I defend myself...run and hide because somebody else can't leave well enough alone. I live and let live on so many levels and through so much of my everyday life that I often wonder why that can't transfer here. For someone who said that all I had to do was tell her to go away, and she would, no questions asked, someone sure has a bad habit of doing things to try and harm me. I don't think it's humorous, intelligent, or even evil. It's damn vindictive. I've left you alone pretty damn well for a long time now and then I find that crap not only in my Blogger, but the stuff I've quoted below in yours? I'm tired of being hurt by juvenile things. I'm tired of wearing my heart on my sleeve. I've got enough stress in my life with a child on the way, my boss, someone whom I look up to and consider a close friend, dying probably within the next two years, reduced income from lack of work, because said boss is sick with COLON CANCER you insensitive bastard. You had to pick now to play your childish games. You had to pick the one time where I'm feeling weak to strike. That is ok though. For now I know what I'm dealing with, and you have nothing left to hurt me with. All of the cards are on the table and your time is come. I'll sign on when and where i feel like it. I don't avoid signing onto MSN because I'm scared of running into you. I don't sign onto MSN to avoid the bullshit. If I don't want to be found, I won't be. If i don't want to be talked to, I won't hear you. And if I want to strike, and lower myself, then I will do so with impunity. But I don't, and I won't....I won't be pushed so you can take your words and your problems and bother someone else with them. I tried to take the quiet way out and didn't resort to anything brash until now, even though I've been reading things the whole time. So consider your next move carefully, for I may not hold back next time.