Re: Penny R/Cris M
You want me to lose it, I'll lose it. But that wasn't me losing it. You come round, talking bout validation this and allowed that, and then you wanna call that me losing it, like it came outta NOWHERE? Like I got NO REASON to feel suffocated and infuriated by you and all the shit you pushed me on, after how obsessive you been and how entitled, whether you see it or not. THAT'S invalidating. But, nah, cause it's only that when it happens to you, huh? Alla us are just out to get you, when all you wanna do is help, cause all you do is care, God bless your soul. You know that's bull as much as I do. You're bitter, like it's my fault you think you can't say stuff or it's my fault for not wanting to talk to you bout my stuff. How fucking dare I not wanna talk to you bout a girl sucking on my cock when I didn't want her to. Youa all people, I shoulda turned to, huh? Cause you'da turned to me. But, guess what, Pen? I ain't you. And I get to choose who I talk to bout MY business. If you wanna be disappointed bout that, I don't care, but don't take it out on me and don't take it out on Sam. I know you think you're the only person that tried, but you're not. And maybe if you stopped being selfish for five minutes you'd get why it's fucked to tell somebody who's about to go into protective custody with a serial killer on their ass that they ain't paying enough attention to your problems and that they make you feel real small when they talk bout HOW THEY GOT A SERIAL KILLER ON THEIR ASS. I tried to get you to meet me and Sam. You wanted to be petty and say later, like I got time for later, when, lemme repeat, I'm going into protective custody. Then it's my fault, for keeping you and Sam apart or something ridiculous.
I don't want you writing to me. I don't want you writing to Sam. I want you to leave us alone. You go on and keep caring, but leave us alone.