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I still can't understand how somebody can moan about things I write on my blog. I never asked anybody to read it, so if you don't like it, just stop reading. I'm still a "nut job" but it's okay now because I know that it's not me that's the deluded one. If people can read it, and still only think about themselves then I simply don't want them in my life anyway, not that I did to begin with. So, I just want people to know I'm okay with what they say now, because I really don't care any more. To me, you're all long forgotten about, and I'm writing my memories. If you don't like that, then think about why. If you'd of never done anything in the first place, then you wouldn't be so fucked off now. Seriously, like I was asked the other day "It's been three years since school, why are you bringing it all up now?" Well you know what? I've finally come to terms with the fact that it wasn't my fault, and that I shouldn't be ashamed for writing what's happened to me. They should be.