beyond_rhythm

After a lovely IM battle with my previous roomate, stretching across various away messages and a few days, I finally had an epiphany. Her last message was her declaring what a bitch I was for not sending her the money she asked for (a few days ago) overnight when she retracted her statement of need and told me to do it whenever. So, I did. And because I didn't overnight it anyways, I am now a bitch. But the thing is...I'm not. I know and everyone else around me knows that I am probably one of the furthest people from "bitch" that you will ever meet. And after hearing this, I realized that not everything she says has to have some element of truth as I had thought before. I got myself so upset because I thought there had to be a slight amount of truth to everything she said....to everything everyone said. My epiphany, truth is subjective. It is possible for our views to be so incredibly opposite that it is not possible for us to ever see eye to eye. We don't face each other. We are constantly back to back and no matter how many times we try to face each other, the other will always turn the opposite way. I've never felt so good about being called a bitch...