That person

Just got home from a family get-together. I was with Mom and Dad since my brother and sister couldn't make it. There were my cousins and other relatives. Not a bad thing, if I am familiar with them. The problem is, I'm not.

I sincerely hate being in the spotlight.

So my parents really think (especially my father) that I already have a boyfriend. Dear me, that is not one of my priorities. And in case I have one, why in the world wouldn't I tell them?

Adding to my fuming anger is that a person whom I trusted with one of the biggest secrets I have spilled the beans. Like, wtf. It sounds horrible, but I just can't wait for that person to keel over and die. Yeah, I'm that brutal.

To that person:
IF YOU'RE READING THIS NOW AND GOT A FEELING THAT YOU'RE IT, THEN GO AND CONFRONT ME. I MIGHT AS WELL SLAP YOUR FACE AND MAKE YOU SEE HOW PAINFUL IT IS TO BE BETRAYED. I TRUSTED YOU. I THOUGHT YOU WOULDN'T TELL ANYONE ABOUT IT. YOU DID. AND I WANT YOU SERIOUSLY TO PERISH.