I'm having an "it's not fair" temper tantrum moment... and it's not. I'll never understand, I just won't. How can someone allow those that hurt them a 'view' or a hand of friendship, but pretend the ones they hurt don't exist? I really am nothing more than a bad memory to you. I said I was losing my best friend and not only was I right but it was complete and absolute... except in my dreams. There things linger and torment me all the further. I lose one thing that means a great deal to me after another throughout my life without getting a say while you gain meaning and joy at every turn.