So. We got played. Unfortunately, it's happened before, and I'm sure it will happen again. I'll tell you about Vegas sometime.
Everyone is pissed, me included. I may not open myself up as much or bond so close, but it still makes me mad when people I respect are attacked, hurt, or injured. So, yes, I'm pissed.
But, let's keep something in mind: while those two certainly did a lot to draw a disparate group of people together, we are still together. We still can laugh and breath and function and even trust. Do not let them hurt you for so long that you can't come back from it.
So. We got played. And we're pissed. But we can come out the other end of the tunnel.
Keep one other thing in mind. While we were getting played, there were two other people (more than, based on photos) who had their identities stolen and warped. Those smiling faces we saw are real people, and they are the victims in this.
