Dear Patriotboy,
I am, sincerely, sorry I called your actions misogynistic and, in general, sexist. Here’s the thing, which you already know, I know–you hurt a good friend of mine in what seemed and still seems to me to be completely out of proportion to her supposed offense.
A better person than me might have been able to understand the situation from both perspectives–that this was going to be the last straw for Brittney and that you were coming from a place of very raw pain and grief. In the moment, I could not. I could only see it from the perspective of my friend, who was already feeling a lot of pressure and just needed someone to cut her a fucking break.
This truly is what I’m sorry for, that, instead of extending compassion to you when you needed it, I got angry and defensive. That when you needed someone to cut you a break, I didn’t do it.
Instead, I attacked you. I am sorry about that. It would have been just as easy for me to write a different post or to email you about my concerns or whatever.
I was pissed at you for acting like you didn’t get that Brittney is a real person who really now doesn’t have a job, and yet, I was acting like somehow you weren’t a real person who is really suffering from the loss of a friend.
I don’t expect things to be right between us. I just feel like the intentional hurting has gone on long enough and I want to say publicly that I’m done with it.
You do what you have to do, but I’m done with it.
Take care,
Betsy
Tiny Cat Pants 