The tears have stopped. Which is good, because I'm sure the well must have nearly run dry by now. If they kept up, the pump would soon be bringing up mud, which would make me look even worse than I already did with puffy, red eyes. Because puffy, red, muddy eyes are so attractive.
Thanks to all of you for your friendship & support as I try to figure out how to do this. It means so much to me. Really.
After giving myself time last night to stop & breathe & not think about things for a few hours, I re-read his last email. And upon this calmer reading, I realized he seemed less angry than confused & hurt by my out-of-the-blue blowup. I suspect things are not nearly as bad as I thought they were yesterday. We have just not been communicating well. And I am embarassed for the part I played in this.
I sent a brief, explanatory email (not the epic one some of you received a draft of) last night. And I'm hoping we'll be able to talk later in the week. In the clear light of a new morning, I am no longer convinced that this is the end of our friendship & he'll never speak to me again.
So, yeah. The lesson I've learned? Do not make phone calls or send email in the heat of the moment. Wait until I've had time to calm down & think rationally. There's always another side to the story.
Posted by rachel at August 30, 2005 08:58 AM
We do love you and I am celebrating with you as you continue in this process of relationship.
Posted by: shelley pagitt at August 30, 2005 09:53 PMShelley