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Friday June 11, 2004

stop, hey... what's that sound?

unkymood: lonelythe last few days have been anything but wonderful... near to horrific at times, in fact. basically all wrapped up in disappointment, dread, and worst conjured fears.
after long hard, crazy days at work all I've really wanted was to just sit down, settle in amongst good company, and be. No faking, no facade... just downright real time, whatever that might look like...

now, neither was I too interested in bajillions (or even one) of people telling me how fine it all is... or even how not fine it is. I just want[ed] to be. You know those folks whom you can spend time with... and not have to say many words. The ones that recognize that really more than anything you just need pleasant/supportive company, or even perhaps a shoulder, while you work it out and/or let God do His thing!? yeah, that's what I was looking for.
Instead I got a well intentioned woman you talked... and talked, and talked [at me] for literally 45 minutes while I hardly nodded in response trying to just get the situation to disburse itself. Worst yet, she was talking about and addressing things/issues that weren't what was really at hand & bothering me... *growl* I was getting so bothered that it actually momentarily turned my sad frustration into angry frustration.

Anywho, after bawling (alone and then accompanied by the aforementioned well-intentioned) in the kitchen for at least an hour, I finally had to compose myself enough to venture out into/through the living room... as I had to pee *rolls eyes*

As usual with such circumstances, there's not a whole lot to say. That is, without dragging everyone else through the mud as I have apparently been dragged [unbeknownst to me until last night] of late. The gist of it is that someone has been saying blatantly untrue things about me... that finally made it's way around to someone who knew otherwise. And it's not your run-of-the-mill RumorWeed� either... it's like telling someone my hair's black... or I work at a monkey store... total and complete impossibility, far from any sort of truth!

Now comes the, "how the ma-heck am I going to address and/or pursue this!?"
do I confront the last person I know of who shared said mis-information?
do I compromise the relationship between the person who told me and the first?
do I let it slide & simply rely on the sheer obviousness of it all to clear itself up?
do I approach the one who told me and encourage them to pursue the resolve as they, too propagated it enough by simply allowing it to be said/heard vs. saying, "hey that's gossip, don't bring that to me... deal with her!"?
do I explode in the thought process!?

  scribbled by manky @ 12:43:37 link
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