I will be hiding out for a while.
I'll still take care of customers, and I'll still log in to work.
But after today, I will be out of the social scene. Any attempts to start a social conversation will be ignored. I need this for my sanity.
Please don't be the one to drive me to kill myself, literally, because you won't leave me alone. Whatever you need -- a shoulder to cry on, wit to make you laugh, an ear to bend, a hand to help, *someone* to help, assurances for your own insecurities, a hug, attention, Linden dollars, voluntary work, whatever -- please ask someone else.
My cup is empty.
A recollection of Opal Lei's life in Second Life® (www.secondlife.com).
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