I’m O.K.

Remember that problem I blogged about?  If you don’t, skip this post.

It’s pretty much fixed now.  Not completely completely fixed, but fixed enough so that I can eat and otherwise function.

Now that the problem is mostly fixed,  I got a fake-cheery email from my former payee congratulating me.  He’s ignored me for the past 3 months, including when I was panicking and starving.  It was all I could do to restrain myself from telling him exactly where he could fuck off to, but in the end I decided it would be best to react as he reacted to my crisis:  with no contact.

Thanks for all your support.  It meant a lot to me and I really appreciate it.  It’s weird that strangers on the internet were a better safety net than people I know in real life, but it’s a sad fact that not everyone we know can be trusted or relied on.  I’m glad you came through for me, internet.