Dropped said letter in the mail today. Now I can walk away w/a clear conscience. I have no regrets about writing or sending it to her. Compared to everything else, this is a drop in the bucket. I've been thru the fucking wringer for 26 months, culminating w/loss of a sibling, job, home & (almost) all sanity.
There isn't much else which can faze me.
Whatever the outcome, it doesn't matter. I'm done w/that outmoded fearful chapter of life. Everyone who's yelled in my ear about telling her (Anj) knows I wouldn't have done it w/out careful consideration - two years already. Even then, still realized I couldn't move on until it was actively addressed.
I'd never forgive myself if I didn't tell her.
Therefore, it is done. All I can do now is remain Present & not sweat the details.
No more fear.
2 comments:
I love how you used the label "common sense"
Considering you used NONE
Perhaps - but discretion was not the better part of valor in this situation. Not anymore.
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