I am, generally speaking, a nice guy. Sensitive, thoughtful, funny, that sort of thing. All in all I’m one of the most harmless folks you’ll ever meet.
Except, of course, when my brain goes into its occasional fits of thoughtlessness and I bust out with some utterly stupid act that costs me dearly. Usually the cost is measured in lost respect or lost opportunity or even just lost money… but every so often I pull something boneheaded enough to cost me a relationship.
I did just that yesterday. I’ve lost Heather as a friend.
Sorry, but I’m not going to go into details other than to say nobody was physically harmed and that it involved a breach of trust.
So, this makes two important relationships I’ve managed to scuttle in as many years. Springtime, even. I’ve got a great idea: How about I not go for three in a row?
Yeah, I know. I don’t hold out a lot of hope for me, either.
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3 responses to “The high cost of being Me.”
I’ve learned from experience over the last 20 years that trust & friendship can be regained even after far more terrible betrayals than what happened. Don’t lose hope, just keep being you. Because you are a wonderful person.
that happened to me recently. it involved me giving too much info to my stbx, who promptly relayed it to someone else who ate the ass of the person who initially gave me said into.
of COURSE, i blame it ALL on my stbx. 😉
Chin up — it may feel like the end, but you really are a wonderful guy, and with a bit of time, whatever happened can probably be healed.
I speak somewhat out of my ass, because I don’t know what happened, but I know many things can eventually be forgiven. And that you’re worth it.