I have decided give a brief outline of the personal bullshit that caused the creation of yesterday’s post, and, it would seem, the subsequent trolling both here and on my formspring account. I need to do this to finally get the whole off my chest once and for all.
J and I went to a party on Sunday night. There was this girl we meet at said party. I had talked to her only a couple of times online before, this was the first “in real life” meeting.
J and her made out a bit and he asked her to come back to our place. She said no because she was too drunk. J may have been a tad pushy (verbally) and asked her a couple more times, but this didn’t stop her from making out with him more and then giving him her number as we were leaving.
The late on Monday night, her new “BFF” told us to stay away from her, apparently at her request. He accused both of us of not taking no for an answer and of taking someone’s lighter. Which we didn’t. I don’t even like zippo lighters, the smell makes me feel sick, in much the same way rollies do.
We haven’t heard from her.
This whole thing really threw me for a loop, and was really out of the blue. Sexual assault (which I feel is what he was getting at) is a very serious accusation, and there’s no way that was what happened.
Because this girl’s BFF has been a member of the group involved with the party a hell of a lot longer than we have, I feel we wouldn’t be welcome to any future events, which he (if not her) would most likely be in attendance.
J says he doesn’t care and just wants to move on from the whole thing. Try as I might, I can’t help but care. It’s part of who I am. I find it difficult to find other people who think about things the same way I do, and I’m pissed off that that has been taken away from me.
Christchurch and the fetish community are just way to small for this kind of bullshit. Ugh! Why do people have to suck so much!!
EDIT: Some people would probably say that I’m being a bit of a drama queen for giving a damn about this whole thing. But I just can’t let things go without processing them, and this is how I process.
Bottling things down just fuck you up, and there’s no other way of putting that.
This is my outlet, don’t like it, don’t read this blog. Simple as that. Criticism that isn’t constructive is not helpful, and just makes you look like a douch 🙂