Pretty Much Done

Sorry all. I know I haven't been on here as faithfuly as some have. I haven't been able to just for the simple fact that my priorities are different than some people.

Because of the fact that I have a family and a career, my time is limited. I rely on bits and pieces of my day to call or write to someone briefly to talk about or "relieve" myself of an issue that has been bugging me. Most of the time it is redundant. So fucking what. A lot of the time it is an issue that has been going on for a while. So fucking what. Someone once told me that I should not care. Fine. No problem. Don't care. The one thing that my friend told me that I have ever taken to heart truly was this. . . .don't forget or loose who you really are.

I have morphed over the years and changed into a person that I am proud to be. I may not have a lot of friends but . . . so fucking what. I feel as though the knowledge that I posess now is a little bit more than what it was 20 years ago. I don't want to be the person that I was in the past. I know now that I don't have to be abrasive like I was years ago. I don't WANT to be abrasive.

So for the few friends that I do have that I will loose. . . sorry. I can't do this anymore. I'm tired of being afraid of what might piss you off or what you will or won't listen to. And yes. I don't want to talk about you anymore. If I point out issues that concern me about you, you don't want to hear it. So, I will go alone, by myself and be happy with my family and career. Sorry to leave you high and dry but I'm tired of trying to figure you out. You've made it way too painful, complicated and meticulous. Sorry if I don't measure up to your standards, sorry if you don't approve, sorry if you think I'd leave you high and dry, sorry if you don't think I support you, sorry if you are tired of hearing about the same shit over and over again, sorry if you don't approve of my mate, sorry, sorry, sorry. . . but so fucking what. I'm out and I'm done. Be happy for me.