Quandry
Sometimes it only takes one irritation.. one misunderstanding for me to wonder just why I am here.
My intention is not to upset people. IN fact I thought I made it clear but, eh.. I was wrong. What I forget is that people have a way of reading in to something what they want to hear..what justifies themselves.
Yet, in the process of trying, perhaps a bad attempt at an apology.. . an apology for something i honestly shouldn't have had to apologize for, I have learned that written words are far too easily misunderstood with someone feeling the need to get the last word in.. making me the bad one.
So.. I don't know, this might be my check out post. Maybe I'll turn it private and keep going.. but when the idea of writing becomes ugly to me I tend to not want to stick around. If I have to worry that what I say can hurt someone's feelings then, eh.. it's not worth it to me.
For the moment I'm undecided but.. at this point I'm ready to check out.
