rens mia
Friday, June 30th, 2006I did something in the last couple of weeks that really hurt someone. I didn’t mean to hurt them and I feel incredibly bad about it. I’ve been really selfish lately and I’m not very proud of myself.
I got a call from someone close to them to tell me that they were upset. I think that subconsciously I knew what I was doing in telling them rather obliquely about it. They made a correct intuitive leap and now I know that they know what I was doing. And despite it all, I don’t want them to hate me. I was so looking forward in continuing our friendship. They are a really cool person – and I didn’t intend on stuffing it up so early on after meeting them.
Though sometimes I can’t stop myself being selfish, my ethics get in the way. I laugh at the thought because if I was ethical at all then I wouldn’t have done it in the first place! I shouldn’t have pushed and it was very wrong of me to.
So I sit here at my computer at work, crying about it.
Crying because I did something very wrong and I know inside no matter how much I ignore it and had continued to do it, I hate myself for it.
Crying because I don’t like hurting people. But it was only fair that they know and that I’m glad they made the correct interpretation.
Crying because I think I’ve most likely lost something that would have meant a great deal to me.
Crying because I know that inside I don’t deserve any forgiveness and though I’d like to ask for it, I know exactly where I’m going.
If they are reading this, I’m truly sorry that I did it.
But I’m glad you know – because maybe now I’ll stop doing it.