Lately, I've been striking friends off my list as fast as men changing sex partners. Perhaps my perfectionistic character has something to do with the intolerance of beings around me. Anything that goes with my water flow is fine. Anything against is bad. Anything that takes away a part of me is bad. It is a vicious cycle. Recently, a friend of mine made me feel unappreciated. I had to refrain from expressing my thoughts about it, but somehow it shows. Confrontations never work well for me. Escape is the best route.