Interweb be damned.
My feelings were hurt when a conversation turned into a semi-public retort of an entire situation, albeit unaddressed.
So, in response, I cried. When I wanted to be mean, I cried. It's probably a first.
And I feel like being mean might have felt better at the time, but I don't think I would have felt any different than I do right now as I sit here typing this.
We're all guilty of doing hurtful things, willingly and sometimes unwillingly, and so I hope as you readers look over this, if I've wronged you, you accept my apologies and forgive me my trespasses.
Maybe a personal blog isn't the best way to do this. I'm sorry if that offends any of you readers, legitimately, genuinely sorry, and I hope that if it does, you'll talk to me about it. I don't think honest, edifying words hurt a situation. Just e-mail me at mle.anderson@gmail.com if you have something you'd wish to [privately] say. Otherwise, post any honest, edifying thoughts here.
I promise the next post will be happier.
2 comments:
tomorrow is a brand new day! smile because life is too short to linger in sad moments : ) i love you!
Thanks, love. I adore your beautiful blue elephant! I want to see you soon.
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