<span style="color: #ffa64d">"i can come visit, Nalo can't. nor can Vyre or Shauna. i am about ready to get it in the oven."</span>she smiled and set to pouring it in the pan.<br/><br/><span style="color: #006666">"oh ha ha. i can damage anything if i try hard enough, just ask my leg... and Rachel's bench."</span>Valeen frowned and shook her head.<span style="color: #006666">"Jasmine has terrible taste in men and she tends to take it out on every man in sight after a breakup, which she is just about due to break up with her boyfriend any day now. young people... i am sorry for your losses. knowing why it happened wont help, it feels like it would and logic says that it should. but in my experience the reasons are never enough to justify the loss and pain inflicted. its... it's like looking at the wounds you have suffered and its like someone carved you up with a great sword, but their whole reason for hurting you was just this little knife. it leaves you feeling even more hollow because the pain you feel is so vastly disproportionate to the reasons you were hurt in the first place. i can't speak to why they all turned on you at once, that sounds arranged and likely not of their own free will."</span>she smiled a little and shook her head.<span style="color: #006666">"neither was i in he beginning. but people are like steel, they are hardened by the blows that life dishes out... the hard part is not becoming as cold as steel. the instinct to pull away from everyone and everything to protect yourself is strong, and sometimes you need to and that is okay. but sooner or later you have to reach out again or your isolation will become self destructive." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>