Maybe this is just another one of " those" nodes, but I need to get it out, and I know what you would think. I know how you would feel if I said it anywhere but here.

You got everything. You got all your stuff back, with the exception of a shirt that I found just the other day and your toothbrush, which I burned. You got to keep the neighborhood, you got to keep the friends. You even got to keep Everything2.

I didn't bother you. I disappeared. I didn't want to upset you. I didn't want to make you mad, or worse. But because of my compliance, I have no contact. I am no longer invited anywhere. I'm not able to go to any social functions that we both used to be at. I am told about events, but still not allowed to come. All so that you aren't aggitated. Heaven forbid anyone disrupt your fragile sense of self stability.

I want my life back, and you have it. My life, and my necklace.