I know enough about my personality and how badly I clash with furries to know that I probably have lost a lot of people who said they were my friends when I broke up with  nekohaiku I'm not sorry I broke up with him, I lost just as much as he did in the break up, it was just as hard on me as it was on him, maybe harder because unlike him, those people who claimed to be my friends haven't spoken to me since. I'm not the nicest person and I never have been, I don't give a flying fuck if you don't like me, I'm not gonna change myself to suit someone else's ideas. I am infuriating, I am abrasive, I am chronically depressed, I am a good fucking mother, I put all of myself into relationships and when they fall through I fall apart. I'm a fucking human being, and its not possible for an entire relationship to be brought down because of ONLY me, I will be the first do admit that I did some things wrong, that I said some things wrong, that I rub people the wrong way. I'm the first to admit I can get jealous and possessive, I am territorial and aggressive at times. All it means is I am passionate, I put my whole heart into the things that I do and I'm not afraid to fight for it. Maybe I didn't fight enough for this relationship to push through, maybe I didn't put enough toward him when all I wanted to do was move forward in a life that had slowed to a stop, it doesn't really matter anymore, I know how I felt, I know I was doing what I thought was right and I was doing what I thought I needed for my daughter and I.

I'm sure most of you will probably blatently ignore this little rant of mine, I wont be surprised if it goes unread totally, I'm just sick of people listen to one side of the story. Maybe I'm not so fucking furry but at least when my boyfriend wanted to get into I fucking tried, maybe that should count for something