You know how everyone always tells you it is so therapeutic to write a letter to someone to get things off your chest. I did that today, and boy was it therapeutic. Until I sent it. I guess you aren't supposed to send the therapeutic letter. Now I am sooo mad at myself, because it rambeled and rambled. I said nice things and not so nice things. I did this over Myspace for crying out loud. I never check my Myspace page.I wasn't going to send it, then in a moment of "what the heck". I did.
A few minutes later, I forwarded the message to my friends dad, who is like a Father to me. He said it did not do me justice. I knew that. I wouldn't usually have sent it. IT's was years and years worth of blah blah.
Needless to say, I had to delete my myspace page. I tried to delete just the message but that didn't work. I hope she doesn't check her messages in the next 48 hours. AAAAH! I am so stupid for doing that.
I normally wouldn't care, but it is my Daughters Step Mom, and it would be better if (for my daughters sake) I left some things unsaid. Now it's too late.
Reminds me of a John Mayer song. MY STUPID MOUTH, HAS GOT ME IN TROUBLE.I SAID TOO MUCH AGAIN.
I think I like the way my foot tastes. I really must. It stays in my mouth constantly.
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