It is with great trepidation that I even attempt to revive our friendship. When I first met you, I didn’t know what to expect. I mean, we are so different, you with your hard, poisonous shell, keeping the world away from your inner good. I thought we were cool, we had fun, I looked forward to seeing you. Then, out of nowhere, you viciously turned on me.
I didn’t even recognize you, how could you be so cruel, so unforgiving? You spread your poison and you know what? You made me afraid of you. Our distance the last several months has given me a lot of time to think about what happened. I now know that it was all my fault.
Are you happy?
I admit, it was me that poisoned myself. You didn’t mean for it to happen, you were a helpless victim, a byproduct of my mistake.
I want to try again. I want to be friends, I want you in my life, in my family’s life. I think you could be good for all of us, and if you are ready, I want to start fresh.
This time, I come into the relationship better prepared. I know what to expect, and in turn, hope to avoid that nasty break up we had so many months ago.
So what do you say? Is a friendship even possible? Can we call a truce? I can’t let you around my children if you turn toxic again. I would never forgive myself.
I’ll let you simmer, think about it all, soak it in, and I’ll get back to you in about an hour or so. I have great expectations this time. Please don’t hurt me again.
I will be sure and let you all know how this relationship reboot goes. See, I had a sort of falling out with lentils last year when I repeatedly gave myself food poisoning by eating them when they must have been under cooked. That was a huge duh moment. I haven’t touched them since, I have been too afraid! But after a good long soaking, over a day to be exact, and much research on the internets, I have decided to try again. I have a big pot of them simmering away on the stove right now, hopefully poison free! Fingers crossed for no food poisoning this time!