...and pry, they did. Co-workers, I mean. I knew it would happen. Especially the main one I was trying to avoid. Except it was really all about her... as always. All she really cared about was if I was mad at her.
I think I am slowly moving from upset/sad/morose to just plain angry. I don't know how that process works, but I knew something was up when I keep trying to talk myself out of buying a half gallon of vodka and knocking it back. However, I refuse to be like a relative of mine and do just that. It's a hard thing to do, though... NOT doing just that.
Oh yeah, and I found out what I always suspected... that my cousins don't give a crap about me. Two of them call my brother on Wednesday, but they don't even bother to send me a solitary text message. Figures. I knew it anyway; I just tried to hold onto a little bit of hope that they actually cared. Never mind. Now I know.
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