Sometimes…

…in the middle of the night when I can’t sleep, I brood over past wrongs. Not ones done to me. Ones I might have done to others.

Is it okay at any point to just issue a blanket apology to the world and say:

I was wrong.
I was an idiot.
You didn’t deserve that.
Sometimes when I meant to be funny maybe it came off as mean. I’m sorry.
It wasn’t you. You just happened to be standing in my path of wrath.

Maybe that would cover it.

Except for those two people. No apologies for you two.

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5 thoughts on “Sometimes…”

  1. There was a time when I was in high school, when I did a mean thing – something I regret to this day, and even though the person I wronged is fine with me and we have a good relationship, I could never ever look them in the eye in person again. It’s why I would never go to a high school reunion. I could not bear it.

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