And while you’re at it, have another whiskey sour, smoke a bowl, and keep perfecting those avoidance behaviors of yours. I’m giving you exactly what you expected. Happy now? Did you know the majority of the time you thought I was having emotional outbursts I was actually calm while expressing myself? Funny thing about email, it allows people to see what they want to see. Perfect example was our last phone conversation and you expecting me to yell at you saying you deserved it. As you witnessed, I didn’t and it wasn’t close to what I was feeling at the time. I felt like you slapped me in the face, turned around 30 seconds later and forgot you did it. But even then I wasn’t remotely interested in yelling at you. I think you have me confused with someone else. Reminds me of another time you assumed. And another, and another. You saw what you wanted to see; what you needed to see for you. You can’t deal. That’s your shit, not mine. So sorry for this petulant childlike behavior, but really, did you expect anything else? Thought so.