Hi, Rhap,

Oh..the bad old days...when everything others said cut me like a knife...got to the point where my insides were like confetti...Honey, everyone is different, and I find that the folks that say things to hurt us, or believe falsely about us, are as mixed up as we are....it just comes out different.

That was a long time ago for me...my life has settled and sometimes gets mind numbingly boring...I actually love to hear false rumours about me now...cause most of the time that false me is having waaaaay more fun that me :O)

You know you're a good person, you know those things aren't true...if what the other person believes is upsetting them...then it is THIER problem....don't let it be yours.

You rock :O)