No Slowly, it's no picnic. I suppose it was bound to come out sooner or later -- that's the funny thing about the truth -- it's there, no matter how much we try to ignore it. It doesn't go away.
And yes, K, the doubts are starting to seep in. Or something is, anyway. I think for now it's called anger.
I'll probably be back later to do a whole lot of processing and virtual emotional vomiting. Yippee.
