I am not offended. Neither am I angry. I just am confused. Why can't you just accept me for who I am, for who I've become, and for what I'll be in the long run? If such a small transition affects you so damn much.. what if my life takes a complete turn in the future? Would you just decide to throw a bitch fit at me and hope I'll change not for the better, but for you. Who are you, seriously, who are you to disallow me to change?

And after all that ruckus you've made, you tell me you'll mind your own business next time. I mean.. God. What has happened?

Ergh.