April 22, 2018:

Then in my second year someone followed me there with whom I was deeply uncomfortable.

An ex-gf from the high school I'd barely attended. She'd absorbed my enthusiasm, decided it was the place for her, and turned up like the proverbial fifth wheel.

I admit, I was not nice to her.

There was a good deal of passive-aggression. Sarcasm, snidery. I did not accept her. I wanted her gone.

It's very unfair. I wasn't able to see her for the person she was. I experienced her only as the tag-along who shouldn't have.

That's not entirely true. I also experienced her as a source of social embarrassment. She's never been, you know, cool.

It's very unfair.