I can only stand behind someone so long before I can’t be bother to care. I’ve stood by and stood up for people who have gone and threw it straight back in my face, not just once but twice. So I’m now at a point in my life where I’ve got myself a back bone. I HAVE GROWN UP! I HAVE MOVED ON! that’s why I’m doing the things I am, deleting the constant whinging an constant effort I shouldn’t have to put out.
I wish these people nothing but the best.