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Ruth is a full-time writer. Foodie. Happy camper. Wanders a lot. Used to have the worst taste in men. A reformed swipe-a-holic. Reviving her blog after its death.

Monday, July 26, 2004

An apology letter to the man I adore:

I’m sorry for imagining that you were beyond human flaws.  I’m sorry for thinking that you were perfect.  I’m sorry for not giving you any allowances for mistakes. You never claimed to be god and you’re not to blame because I treated you like one.

I’m sorry if I felt so comfortable around you that I have forgotten that you still deserved to be shown respect.  I’m sorry if I got used to our bantering that I didn’t even notice that I’m over the boundaries of propriety. 

I’m sorry if I overreact over a simple comment.  I’m sorry for blowing this out of proportion.  I’m sorry for not seeing beforehand that simple comments like that can maim my emotional balance.  I’m sorry for not knowing that you had the power to hurt me just like that. 

I’m sorry if I offended you, I never meant any disrespect or harm.  I’m sorry if you feel like I’m too bossy for your own comfort.

But I will not apologize for caring for you too much and please don’t ask me to love you any less.

I’m so sorry, sir. 

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Best compliment of the week came from Doni (my high-school crush who turned gay on me) whom I haven’t seen for awhile:

“You look great, darling!”   --After giving me the once-over from head to foot. 

I could say the same thing about him.  Even Mela and Andrea will agree that he looked hot that night.  Too baaaad I don’t have a dick.