I Was Right

I feel….relieved. Ok, maybe a little more than that. I feel happy. I feel like a load has been lifted from my shoulders. I feel a little bit happy. There’s not a lot that I can be happy about, but happiness is there. I’m sorry that it took a negative to change my outlook on things. Yes, that negative that I was so harshly accused of for many weeks was actually the work of someone else. Pathological liars are like that. They accuse you of doing what they are doing. Faking. What would I get out of being someone else online? Hits? No thank you. I’d prefer not to be popular online. Money? I’m well off the way it is. I don’t need money from strangers. Material gain? Haven’t we covered that with money? There’s no real reason I could have been lying, and I didn’t have an answer for this woman’s rabid insistance that I was. I do now.

I wish it could be some other way. I wish people didn’t have to be evil or lie. It would make my life a lot easier. I want to gloat and shout it from the rooftops that I was right, but I don’t have that right. I didn’t discover this, and I don’t want to be a part of that crowd anymore. They consumed a lot of my online life, and I don’t want that anymore. I want to move on, and I think with the discovery of this, I can. I was not the one in the wrong in this matter, and to me, that’s all that matters.

Maybe some day I can be open again, but that’s not likely going to be for a while. With that said, I’ll probably come on here tomorrow or later on today and post something totally open and inviting. I’m irratic like that. =)

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