Reading posts from as “early” as 2013, sometimes I can’t believe what an asshole I was. That’s not to say that I didn’t feel that way at the time, and I had good reasons to. I went through some fucked up shit that influenced my feelings about relationships. I’m not sure why I was so angry about other people’s life choices, but mmkay. Plus, I was younger. I’ll examine it further at a later date. But my point is that redactions may potentially be forthcoming.