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.