Watch me spew poison...Hell knows no fury

When Nic came back last night, I was already in bed sleeping. All the crying really cured my insomnia. I heard the sound of keys and I woke up. I had been sleeping for the most of the day and yet I couldn't help yawning as he walked toward me. The first thing he said was, 'Much better, sweetie?'. I don't know what came over me, but I feel like crying as soon as I saw him and heard his voice and started sobbing again when I tried to talk. Sometimes I am such an emotional basketcase. He took me into in arms and told me I am so silly to cry over such trivial things. That I shouldn't let those people affect me at all. That I should just be happy and ignore them. And of course he said lots of good things to make me feel good about myself. That I am so intelligent and bright but yet so silly to succumb to such pathetic attempts by people to make me feel so lousy about myself. And lots of good things. I hope he meant them, at least he looked like he did really say them in sincerity. Comparisons are odious, he said. And how true. (Of course not odious when you are on the winning side of the competition obviously.) He held me close and explained as he cradled me like a baby in his arms, 'Sometimes you just can't compare people cos we go through different lots in life and for some reason or another, destinies or whatever you want to call it, lead you to different destinations. People should be judged based on their own merits. And you do have quite a few of that.' It made me feel so protected and I just want the world to stop and capture that moment in my eternal memory.