Guess it's that time, huh?

I guess this is it, isn't it? Here we are again, facing down our greatest fear -
The realization that all of the things you worked for in life were for nothing.
In the end, you truly are on your own. This is what they call a game over, isn't it?
When that moment of dawning comprehension sets in that you're nothing more than a slave
to the ones who you believed in. All of those years, the people you thought you loved.

And then, they turn around and hit you right where it hurts after using you for their own game.

I'm sorry, I just can't take it anymore. I try time and time again to make people happy. I sacrifice
my own well being and happiness for the people I love and care about. And the thanks I get in return?
Getting a stab right in the back, and then being laughed at for being gullible enough to help them
further their own twisted goals. I've been nothing more than a pawn to the people I thought I could
rely and depend on.

I'm... just tired of always being mistreated and abused. I've put up with it since I was in third grade.
Funny enough, now that I think about it, that was when I started being who I am today. Minus the fact that,
you know, I'm a transgender and all. I suppose that might be one of the reasons I constantly suffer
through all this. Perhaps some sort of divine retribution of some sort? I don't see why that would
be the case, but it's anyone's guess as to who or what runs the show behind that silver lining in the sky.

And, by the way, while I'm thinking of that. I'm honestly sorry that I had never told anyone before now,
but the photo I had constantly sent on Skype? It wasn't me. I've always felt bad about never telling
the truth, but I had always had that fear that if I told the truth now, then people would think
so much less of me for having falsified that in the first place. So... I'm sorry, Cutstuff members.

I'll stop boring you with my depressive bullshit. I'm already pushing it to the extreme right now
as it is with my father in a constant state of "do anything wrong or don't answer me within two
seconds after I call for you and I'll rip your throat out". And, Blaze, Liz, sorry about Matsuri.
I won't be able to go this year after all, it seems. All because of an argument that started when
I put lettuce on the wrong side of a bacon and lettuce sandwich. I'll leave with just one final
"goodbye" I suppose, A quote from a Roleplay with a close friend of mine.

""Why the good people Eirin..."
"...Because they decide that another person's life has more value than their own."
"...?"
"That's what makes someone a hero. They're willing to risk everything to help another."

See you later, space cowboys and girls. Hope you all have a better life than I ever will.

						~Sincerely,

						   Jennifer/Travis Jones