we're clock bros.

I LOVE how I finally went public to address the abuse I endured and the subsequent harassment and stalking I experienced from my abuser's friends, and what do you know??? 7 months later, and I haven't been harassed since. Gee, it's almost like the only people who could have supported my abuser WERE my abuser's friends! Who'd have thought!!

No, I will never forgive and never let go. No, I will not 'act my age' and stop laughing at them or being venomously petty. Actually, I think in lieu of there ever being a remotely adequate apology for all that they've done to me, I should be more petty. I should be unfathomably petty. I should reach a level of pettiness the likes of which they've never fucking seen. I should have done worse than simply spit out a rap sheet of hard to swallow truths, but I can settle with having them show their asses for bending over for a chronically selfish and ill-meaning malcontent with too gargantuan a victim complex for all the shit they routinely say and do.