not the festivals #4

aka: the unexpected ace

warning: contains rant of personal nature!

i learned something last night which i should have been told about at least two months ago, preferably well before that. having spent a large percentage of the past 26 hours since learning this thing thinking about it, i also worked out some other stuff. like i've not only been lied to about this (by omission, but it's still a lie), i've also been lied to about several other major things for at least six months, and probably a lot longer than that.

i don't appreciate being lied to, even if you say it was because 'i didn't know how to talk about it and tell you about it because i didn't want you to get hurt'. i really don't appreciate being made to feel a complete fool when i discover that i've been lied to for months on end.

i really don't appreciate being lied to for months on end by someone who claims to be my friend, who claims he's never met anyone like me, who loves that i am straightforward and easy to talk to about anything and everything.

we had a good chat recently that made everything between us ok again. it now feels like that was a pack of lies and bullshit too.

i am not happy and we are not ok.