power of love

dear bighead,

you know i love you and because of my love for you, your words and opinions have a greater impact on me. i value you, maybe a bit too much, which is why during our gchat today i got really annoyed with you.

you know that i'm one to look at the whole picture before making a diagnosis. you also know that i'm my hardest critic and that i take much pride in being introspective. yet, a chunk of what you had to say in our convo was directed to how it was my fault; i had pass judgement in a preachy/lecturey way. i will admit that i should have told you the whole story, but really, it's gchat! you've known me long enough and it was my assumption that you would have been able to just pick up where i started. grown folk have told me about these "ass-u-mptions."

regardless, this letter is to say, that i was annoyed with you because in your pragmatic way, you ALWAYS need to figure it out and in figuring it out you must place the blame on someone/something. very seldom do you share the blame or place it on yourself. you placed the blame on me. this time around why couldn't you just be my bff and offer me words of comfort. i would have settled for probing questions that would have allowed me the chance to see the story from your perpective. but coming out and in your eloqunet manner placing the blame on me was not the right move.

there's a time for everything. a time to be a comforter, a friend, an accuser, a conscience... today was the time to be a friend and not judge, not point fingers, not indicate personal flaws.

this is why you got me all riled up.

with sadness,

posh