Friday, June 4, 2021
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I mean. Is it too late? I don't know.
Can we talk? I'm going deaf, my phone isn't my friend. The new boss has me working all the time, and, thank you Covid, I still barely have enough childcare to cover my action. So, I don't really have much to offer.
I chased you for literal years. How many times did I ask if you had time to hang? Grab lunch? Whatever. And how many times was I rebuffed?
I'm sorry you made a decision without my input and now you regret it. I was crushed. I really thought we were friends. I guess I made a unilateral decision, too. I just couldn't. It's not that I wanted more of your time, it's that I didn't want to hide so much. We couldn't do anything but hide, and I don't have the energy. I don't want any secrets any more. It's taxing and not who I am.
I held space for you for a very long time. The last time I saw you, I was still pregnant. Now? My kid is four.
I don't know what the future holds.
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