So sometimes I hate Facebook. I was on my Facebook and among a lot of my friends there had been a support rare genetic diseases thing going around. And I went looking for the root, mostly due to curiosity, and wondering what I was missing. The root was a high school enemy of mine, who beat me up several times, and I couldn't have cared less when she left our high school. In fact I was thrilled. I heard she had a kid, but was not really interested. I have not even been back for a reunion. What I didn't know was she has a rare genetic disease, and her child probably won't live into adolescence. Now I feel like an evil person. I added her on Facebook, but it isn't as if I talk to her, even though the graduating class I was in only had 35, and the whole school only had 120. I feel guilty, as if somehow I wished this upon her (because everytime she pushed me into the ground I hated her). And now she is going through a very personal hell.
Anyways, just feeling guilty, and sad.