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.