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06 October 2009

It Arrived.

The package from Ground Zero, that is.

I opened up the box and there, buried by a sea of frilly robin's egg blue packing peanuts, was my makeup kit. No note, no nothing - just the kit.

I'm not sure whether to be happy or desolate. I mean, after everything that happened they're not going to say ONE WORD to me? I know better than to expect an apology from narcissists, but apparently they're happy to maintain radio silence. After all, clearly I am the one in the wrong. (sarcasm)

That hurts me almost as much as their insults to me and my husband.

I don't know these people. They're like strangers.

It feels like I have no parents now.

I want to cry all over again.