As I’ve said for a long, long time now, Zilla is a good person. I never faulted her for a second for trying to be a friend to someone she saw as down and out. But I always detected a part of her that was not fully committed to the man who will go unspoken in this post.
Zilla’s epiphany took a little time, but certain events have taken her from Eyes Wide Shut to a healthy squinty jaundiced eye.
I think under the circumstances Zilla would allow us a snarky “I told you so.”
Here’s some excerpts from her latest blog post -
As much as I am loathe to turn my back on people that I may have thought kindly of, especially if they otherwise have little else in the way of a support network, even I have my limits.
While I hate to “abandon” a lonely person or hurt their feelings, I am not interested in becoming a martyr for someone that I have only recently become acquainted with. You may think it selfish, but it is more a matter of self preservation and survival for me.
It may seem hypocritical or whatever, but I don’t care; because by the time I reach the point where I feel I must “stop the bleeding” and walk away, it is not a decision that I have made lightly or arrived at quickly.
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