I am not perfect.  I have made mistakes, some bigger than others.  Some caused great pain and I will not shy away from that fact.  But the truth of the matter is I’ve been hurt too and you – whether or not you feel guilt or shame – have made mistakes too.  Yo have hurt me, my children, and yet feel innocent about it and that is fine.  Your mistakes do not justify my most recent wrongdoings, and I am sorry for some of the decisions I’ve made, but they also do not erase shortcomings of those around me, even yours.

I wish you well and truly hope you don’t find yourself alone and unhappy.  And, as a side note, your timing is amazingly horrible.  And I am sure that comment will solidify in your mind what you have secretly felt about me from May to this day – I am a horrible person.  Glad that I could fulfill that assessment of me so thoroughly.

(and no, this post is not to Deana)

For everyone else, I’m recovering and am not in much pain from my surgery.  I hope to be able to write more soon – my surgery, my thanksgiving, and more.  As for now, Vicodin is my new best friend.