Where should I begin? ..... Well in her last e-mail Libby asked me to check out her live journal (she uses that crappy one instead of blogger), in a round about way anyway. I hit it once or twice right away and found nothing of interest to me but today was a different story.
Today I find this posted online:
"I recently got an email from my first girlfriend. That was wierd, to say the least. I never expected to hear from her again, and she shoots me an email (out of the blue) as a response to finding her name on my webpage. Well, she was a pretty important person in my "formative years". Anyway, I replied as nicely and politely as I knew how, and in response I got a life history, with a disclaimer at the end about her wife being upset about our correspondence. Well......I have this to say to you, dear......if your wife is important to you, you probably dont want to keep replying to my emails!!! I replied to that one, and got another short one back. I'm not responding, not because I dont care, but because I DO CARE!!! I dont want her getting into a fight with her wife and having another huge fiasco in her life on MY head. I caused her enough pain already.....I'm not going to get into it again.

If you read this, then you know why I'm not replying. I care too much about you to get involved in your life again. I wish you and your wife all the best. REALLY! But I've never been good for you, so we dont need to go there again."

I guess all I need to say is "FUCK YOU TOO BITCH!" Once again I opened myself up just a little bit and got burned! I thought I had learned my lesson after her shit the first time and all the crap about Ron and his suicide but NO I had to go and do it again. Well from now on...fuck the world I have enough friends already. Nobody needs to be let in anymore. I know who I can currently trust and I guess I'll leave it that way (at least until another Mike situation comes along). As for Libby........should have listened to Jen the first time and not bothered. Or should I have simply unloaded on you in my reply instead of pussyfooting around my feelings? I gave you the benefit of the doubt and assumed that you had grown up, too bad I was wrong. Either way, FUCK YOU! Your loss BOTH times!