Friends with Benefits: The Inside Story

I don't even know why I am writing this. It started being a warning, a way of somehow feeling better with myself, feeling less stupid about what happened and maybe even finding a way to reverse the damage and taking something good out of everything. Maybe I am just writing this because I need a way of justifying myself in all this revolt only I caused, with no reason at all. I have probably even abused of all the goodness literacy has, using it as an excuse to myself, a comfort that maybe, just maybe, everything was not that bad. So even if this has only 5 readers, even though this holds no acceptance at all and it does not win any award, at least I will know that one person will read this, and that is all I need. And I really hope you take this into account, because everything in this story, is what I would have liked for someone else to tell me, and even more importantly, everything in this story, is completely true.