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Burying the hatchet...
17 years ago
...a stray butt-dial made me realize that I really wish I could bury the hatchet with S... The whole story goes something like this.
I was riding the bus, cell phone in my pocket with the keyboard lock on (so I thought) and I reached the first stop over on my way to work. I checked the time, and found - to my horror - that my phone had called S's husband like three times. Around June of last year, we had a really big falling out - and a serious case of hate has been going since then.
I guess I kept their numbers in hope that someday, we might hash things out - forgive and forget, you know - so if we ever ran into one another at a convention or something, they would not feel the need to lunge over the table to kick my ass.
How do you bury the hatchet with someone who hates you over something you wish you could have the opportunity to explain... This whole neverending hate thing is wearing me out, making me feel old....
S, could we stop the hate? Could we bury the hatchet?
I was riding the bus, cell phone in my pocket with the keyboard lock on (so I thought) and I reached the first stop over on my way to work. I checked the time, and found - to my horror - that my phone had called S's husband like three times. Around June of last year, we had a really big falling out - and a serious case of hate has been going since then.
I guess I kept their numbers in hope that someday, we might hash things out - forgive and forget, you know - so if we ever ran into one another at a convention or something, they would not feel the need to lunge over the table to kick my ass.
How do you bury the hatchet with someone who hates you over something you wish you could have the opportunity to explain... This whole neverending hate thing is wearing me out, making me feel old....
S, could we stop the hate? Could we bury the hatchet?
