I know I didn't call you when you put your new cell number in the card you sent. I know I didn't send you a card for your birthday. I just don't know how to talk to you after 2 years.
The hurt and anger is still there and then out of the blue, you sent the card for my birthday. I didn't know what to think or how to respond, so I didn't.
But I hope that you had a great 40th birthday too. I hope that you have made new friends who showered you with love like mine did for me. I hope you have found some happiness in your life. I hope you have finally pulled your shit together and removed that very large chip from your shoulder.
I hope nothing but the best for you--I can't let you back in, I can't try and fix you anymore--I don't have the energy to give you and your issues. I miss my God daughter and pray that all is well for her. But I cannot let you back in.
Happy Birthday.
4 comments:
Good for you. Stay strong and keep the crazies out!
Whoreish kisses and lots of VD,
DPH
can't wait for the blog about me
There won't be one Theresa--you are in a fucked up place, but it's not my story to tell.....
ooooooh, apparently there are other lurkers on the lurker site...
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