The past month has been a nightmare. Worst break-up of my life, if you can call it that (either a break-up or my life.) I've had so many angry phone calls to David to get him to take those videos off the internet, and he goes on about his rights and his feelings and blah blah blah, total bullshit. He's impossible. On the other hand, I've had more than a few irate communications from the real Angie, who was pretty understanding about me using David to blow off some steam, but is appalled I let him take video of me, even though I made it clear I never consented to those videos. I feel like I've failed her, even though I'm a victim here as well.
For me, all that goes away in less than two weeks. I'm headed to Maine on SATURDAY, and I could not be more excited. This nightmare - even if something fucks up, this particular nightmare is over and I can finally be where I belong. I hope. And if not, I'll make do but at least it won't be here.
And once that's looked after, I intend to have at least one more serious talk with Trish, who has been an amazing friend this entire time.
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