The Song Remembers When...
Feb. 10th, 2002 02:04 pmI thought long and hard before posting this, and decided to because, well, this is my space and my journal. What is in this is intensely personal, and I don't know that I'm ready for comment on it, but it's here because that's better than having it take up thoughtspace that could be better used on something ... anything... else. It's not complete or unbiased: it's not supposed to be.
It's not fair, and it's not grounds for judgement or criticism of anyone but maybe me, so those handful of you who know all the parties involved, or those of you who think you do, are not to use this against anyone, and I don't care what your biases are or what grounds you think you have, excluding this, for your judgements.
Part of what's behind this is people who think they understand everything that transpired during the course of hundreds of tiny events that they weren't privy to, making criticisms and judgements that they aren't qualified to make, satisfying their own tiny, meaningless vendettas by invoking demons they don't understand the half of, causing damage they're too small-minded to acknowledge (even though by not acknowledging it they're denying themselves the satisfaction they're looking for. Isn't dehumanisation of your enemy wonderful?)
It's more about that, truthfully, than about anything that gets mentioned behind the lj-cut, or about the people who get protrayed there, either. And I won't have this compounded by mudslinging and namecalling on my behalf by more people who don't understand because they weren't there. I don't require defense, I don't want pity, and I do only need to get this out of my head and into the light where I can see it and walk away from it. If you can't deal with that on my terms, don't read any further. That is all.
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