My dear friend is moving on. Moving past the bullshit, past the ickiness. Past... the DRAMA. Meanwhile I seem to be stuck in some sort of muck that is drowning me. What's worse is that I can't talk to my friend about it. Nor do I want to. He's managed to be in a happier place, filled with new prospects and a better handle on life and himself. He's learned what he needed to and managed to get out relatively unscathed.

Then there's me. StumbleUpon has always been a fun place for me. I've met some wonderful people there and had fun looking through all the different sites. That's how it should be. Along the way I've dodged the silliness that seemed to engulf peoples' lives, destroying what could really be a fun experience. Then again, these same people seemed to revel in it. If there was nastiness to be had, they'd dive right in... then holler like a child when they got bit. Or when someone took the bait. I couldn't help but wonder why someone would dive into what was destined to be a really messy experience. Yet here I am... staring at the bait.

I'm not a bad person, but I'm not perfect in any way. Nor do I EVER claim to be. But when I see someone making false accusations about me it makes my blood boil. That ex-friend who decided to out me? Well he's been making the usual 'poor, pitiful me' posts about being ousted from the place. Meanwhile he was the one that chose to leave. No one was evil to him. Granted, I didn't sugar coat my responses with 'but I wuv u'. That certainly doesn't mean I was nasty to the guy. Oh, and by 'leave' I mean post 'I'm leaving for a while, boo hoo' and then show up the next day.

The main reason I am at this point is that there are people I genuinely like at StumbleUpon. People who I enjoy chatting with. They also are friends with the ex-friend. One of which posted about wishing ill will on those people who 'chased him away'. That really bugged me. More than it should I guess. She doesn't know the whole story. That's the bait. If I jump in to defend my semi anonymous side of things it could get nasty. Most likely he'll say all sorts of lies (if he all ready hasn't) and I'll either be forced to be a part of the StumbleUpon drama that I have come to loathe or leave the place. One thing's for sure. If I do leave it's for good. None of this 'I'm leaving!' Then check for messages every half hour to see who begs for me to stay. *rolls eyes* Hopefully it won't come to that. Any advice, support, words of encouragement is greatly appreciated til this blows over. I need to talk about this with SOMEONE. :p

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