It's nice to know that when you're going through a rough time, the people who love you will be there for you.

Except when they aren't.

Instead, they go out of their way to be hurtful. That very tough, very private thing you're going through? Just another thing for them to use against you.

Lovely.

This weekend has done precious little to convince me that being alone is not in fact an appropriate and helpful way of dealing with things.

So let me be, and I'll be fine.

Really.