Davezine 14: the Bad Roommates Issue,

This is how I end it.

A word to the bad ones, including ones I haven’t mentioned….

I truly hope that with time and age we have all become better people. I know I have not always been kind to people, and that with this I am truly not being kind. But while maybe I am not being kind, I am also not lying. And if you’ve noticed, I’ve left your real names out of it.

I hope that you have changed. I know I have. And in the age we live in, it was not hard to see where you are now and what you are doing. I’m glad to see we all wound up on our collective feet.

Just know that whatever pain you inflicted on me, while it was all very real and all very important at the time, now it is comedy. And it’s largely at my expense. As I’ve tried to point out on many occasions throughout this mini-memoir of mine, you couldn’t have screwed me over without my assistance. I let you do it, so in many ways, it is my fault, too.
I may have been angry while writing this, but I am not angry anymore. And once this goes to press, such as it is, I am really letting it go.

Peace.