We weren’t talking about it until she left, later on. We all showed up and pretended to wish her well, and later on little by little we’ve realized how we all actually disliked her and she made us miserable. She triangulated us into it.

She isn’t Christian at all actually. She just is like she is. I never understood.

Nobody wanted her there it turns out, and they just weren’t admitting it to themselves. But it seemed wrong to not do anything. We took up a collection and paid for her to eat and got her a gift, and paid our own bills for our meals. It didn’t amount to much of anything really.

Taking photos with her was weird though, there’s a photo of us together and all I am thinking in my head is all the awful shit she did to me.

It really has been, as weird as it was to end that way. I really don’t know why she’s like that, she’s really one of those people who won’t be honest about themselves and actually let you get to know her, but wants to know all your business. It really was much harder than we all acknowledged.