Monday, February 18, 2013

Letter To You

I'm going to be honest: I'm sorry. To everyone that I ever have hurt, possibly hurt, or intentionally hurt. I'm sorry. Looking back, I was a jerk. Selfish, even if I didn't think I was. Rude, even if I thought it was clever. So here's a list of apologies I owe. I figure I might as well not keep the skeletons in the closet, and just let it out to dry in open air. So in no order, here's some of the apologies I owe to a lot of people.


My parents: I'm sorry for lying, stealing, deceiving, sneaking around, being mean and rude, and so much more. I'm sorry for not being what I should be at times as a son. For being sarcastic and not handing arguments or family fights the way I should. I'm sorry for skimming the change from the cash to the grocery store when I've had to get stuff. I'm sorry for not being as mature as I need to be at times with things.

My external family: I'm sorry for being rude at family get togethers, not wanting to talk, despite everyone's downfalls, I need to put that past me and still be courteous.

The girls of High school past: I'm sorry for flirting and not following through if I was interested or not. I'm sorry for making out, and I'm sorry for not getting to know you deeper than I did.

To my last ex: I'm sorry for being bitter about things after we broke up. Things happened for a reason, and I wish you the best in life.

Mr. and Mrs. Reeves: I'm sorry for lying to you about that one time Brad and I snuck out after formal to meet girls and not be at the dance where we should have been.

Grandma: I'm sorry for manipulating the situation as a kid and getting more toys at K-mart than you said I could get.

I'm sorry in general for not being as understanding or compassionate as I should be. I'm working on changing this, and I hope to be a better person in the future. I'm assuming some of you are wondering what the heck this post is all about. In short: I'm just feeling bad about things from the past, because of things I'm going through right now. Transitioning in life is hard, and I'm trying to find my own way in this world. It's all just really hard to do. 

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