Okay, hopefully I can write this entry and close a wound once and for all, or at least get enough of a point across, to us both, that it be no longer classified as a wound.

Okay, pal Ned: just a few points. You're right, I am not the same person. I don't think I'd want to be, because at least now I have a tougher skin, and I wouldn't let people I love walk all over me the way I did then. Was that what you liked about me, maybe? I'm not accusing, it's an honest curiosity.

Anyway, you're also right that neither one of us goes on behind closed doors. You hate my husband and you somehow hook that up with me changing. But you don't know what he's like when he's just with me. So if I have to swallow that you and Cat may actually be happy (and don't jump to any conclusions on how convinced I am yet) than you have to travel down the same path where I'm concerned. Right??

Can you explain the feb and aug things? April I understand, although I believe I was the one who was hurt, and she was the perpetrator. But fill me in.