Why are some people so afraid of the internet?  Why are some people so afraid of moving forwards?  Why do some people wait until the very last moment to change their minds?

Sometimes I want to throw my hands up in despair.

The work I have spent the last God nows how long doing has all been for nothing.

I am once again the idiot who actually thought people would be able to remember conversations had a couple of months ago and would be able to stick with it.

I thought we were finally getting somewhere.  How very very wrong I was.

And now I feel like I am back at square one, and I have no purpose again.

I feel very disappointed. I thought for once I had actually done the right thing.  I really should have learned by now.  I really really should have.

Sorry for the rantiness.  Sometimes I wonder why the hell I bother.

I am treated like a petulant child and have been told on more than one occasion that I don’t know what I am talking about because I don’t have kids and am not married,  (This is meant with all possible respect to all the wonderful wives and mothers out there but) since fucking when did having a kid or getting married imbue you with special wisdom?

I feel like they pat me on the head and send me on my merry.  And because they can’t accept that I have knowledge about, well, anything they dismiss it as not real.  It can’t be.

I just want to cry.  Think I might throw up first though.