How Sad Is It?

How sad is it that the place that used to be my lifeline and my sanctuary has now become a place I dread going to?

How sad is it that everything has changed? Everything.

How sad is it that the new person has gone out of her way to destroy any evidence that the last person was there?

How sad is it that I'm offended by her because she dismissed a sign I spent lots of time and effort to make and made a new one? Mine didn't "go with the theme of the studio."

How sad is it that my hope has turned into apathy?