Honestly. Its your blog. If you want to write about hating Madeline, you can write about hating Madeline. If you want to write about cake, your write about cake. Its not fair for anyone to impose limits on your freedom of expression, even unintentionally, by saying its not nice to write something. Writing isn’t suposed to be nice.

(That sort of thing is why I hesitated so long about blogging again. I spent years on LJ, and oh lordy, the drama.)

Those nasty scathing letters can be so fun and theraputic at the end of a relationship.I wrote and sent one to my highschool ex that made him cry like a little girl in front of all his friends. Damn, that felt good. I kept a copy of it for years.

I want to say I kind of know how you feel, but I def. don’t have the same kind of relationship with Jefferson that you did. I went in wary,never having done anything like this before and knowing there were lots and lots of other women involved, and knowing I don’t usually like to share. And while I feel a deep affection towards him, its not love. But even then, jealousy can rear its ugly head. I sought out one of my spirit guides, to talk this over, and really worked on dealing with it, but, even then, it still happens.