chemical burns.

I don't think the word 'upset' makes the cut.

But I'm sure there has to be something to describe the way I feel right about now. A word that could just sum up all these suppressed emotions running through my veins. Anger, disappointment, jealousy - the list just goes on.

You speak as though you've memorized it's bible. You say things with the unmistakable aura of a know-it-all. Don't be foolish, you are no where close. And god forbid you think I am.

But I do know that I've earned the right to say that I've had years more experience than your last few weeks of so-called exposure. I certainly have gone through a lot more than you have, sacrificed a lot more than you have and definitely dedicated a lot more than you have.

Maybe you think I'm nothing but jealous, nothing but a person sitting on her high horse reminiscing of her past glory. Say what you want to whomever you want but I only ask of one thing from you. Please stop acting like you've been born into this. Stop acting like this is where you belong, like this is your one true calling.

'Friends' does not entitle you to immunity. It doesn't give you the right to brag about your minor achievements. Be sensitive, my friend. You already know how I feel about this, how much this one thing means to me. Do you really lack compassion? Are you that full of yourself that you're blinded?

I admit that I do expect a lot from those I call my friends. Selfish, I know. I expect you to understand how this could possibly make me feel, to know your boundaries - for I know mine.

So please, try not to disappoint once again.

There's only so many times I can forgive.