Written on April 25, 2014
A letter to my friends: I am so, so sorry. You may or may not notice I’ve been withdrawn. It isn’t like me to not call or text or email or Facebook or Instagram incessantly. But it’s so hard to talk with all of you and make plans when I can’t tell you what’s going on or what I’m going through, or potentially have to cancel said plans at the last minute.
So if we’re due for a lunch date, and I know I am with so many of you, I am sorry for not initiating. I am sorry for the less communication. I just don’t know how to be right now. I’ve never had to keep such a big secret from you for so long. Sorry for being withdrawn. Please, please, please forgive me. I promise it won’t be this way forever. I just need to figure out what’s happening and then I can tell you.
I’m in the midst of a major life transition. I am hanging by a thread. I’m in a pot of boiling water. It’s not personal. I just don’t know how to BE right now. I’m sorry.
Please understand, and I know you will, because you’re my friends. Please be patient, and I know you are, because you’re my friends. Day 12.
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