Dear Sir,
I solemnly regret to inform you that I can no longer
participate in your charade and hereby resign from my position in same.
I regret that I am not miserable, angry, or otherwise vindictive.
I regret that I could not bring myself to strike you, no
matter how much you have deserved it.
I regret that – no matter how tempting other men can be – I
was unable to secure a knight in shining armor to ride in on his white horse
and rescue me from a fate worse than death, and that I was forced to rescue
myself.
I regret that I was not emotionally unstable enough to
warrant heavy use of anti-depressants to maintain my sanity in a foggy haze of
the bouncy white ball.
I regret that I was unable – no matter how badly he behaved
– to neglect or otherwise torture the family dog.
I regret that I could not enjoy living in a poisonous
environment where the resident vampire threatened to drain the life out of me.
I regret that I could not enable you to live a life of
depression, isolation, and dictatorship.
I regret that I could not choose material possessions like a
home and furniture over the well-being of my children.
I regret that I could not say negative things about you,
however truthful, so the children wouldn’t have to figure it out on their own.
I regret that I could not be vindictive and mean by keeping
the children away from you.
I regret that I could not believe you when you said you just
drove her home, and that “nothing happened,” even when you insisted I drop her
as a friend because she was “obsessed” with you.
I regret that I couldn’t treat your new girlfriend – one of
the four I actually got to meet – like bubble gum stuck to my shoe even though
she was so nice to me.
I regret that I needed an occasional break from the hearth,
and help with the children.
And finally, I regret that I actually missed being me. A human being, a woman, an independent person
with independent thoughts, ideas, and emotions that – if you can believe it –
were and are different than yours.
Signed,
Francis Union
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