More than I hate that this ever happened, is the fact that it is still happening.
It doesn’t stop.
It doesn’t go away.
There is always some ridiculous nonsense to get through, sort out, or explain.
It’s positively aggravating.
I really wanted to write about what happened today, but I’m so heated, I can’t even think straight. I don’t like to “write angry” so this piece of writing will have to be put on hold until tomorrow so I can regroup. All I want to do right now is pray and get some rest for my morning class. With 20 students, there is no time to come undone or fall apart. Besides, it’s just another thing that is unbelievable, but not. Nothing in this whole twisted mess makes any kind of sense whatsoever.
It makes me sick that this happened, and I hate when people turn out to be exactly who you thought they were.