confronting hell

We all face many trials and tribulations during our lives. This morning I am wrestling with my own dilemma - do I risk visiting my former colleagues (and to be honest many of them are still good friends of mine) by going in to my former office, aka hell, and risk seeing the demon headmasters?

Just like to clarify that have the day off to go to a wedding, held in the town I used to work in. And am accompanying boy to drop one of the bridesmaids off at the hairdressers shortly (as my toe - now THIS, or something like it - still renders me unable to drive). So not just randomly going there.

The thing is, it's not been too long since I left. Well, not long enough for the hellish memories to have faded. I love the people - well my peers at least - but me and the management.... well maybe they don't know how to deal with feisty and assertive women (ahem), being of the old school, public schoolboy genre. I left on pleasant enough terms but don't know if really want to face them.

Especially not when haven't showered and my toe is still taped up. But would be so nice to see my friends again....