Someone I care about recently called me a sanctimonious f’ing bitch, and suggested I share my true nature with my “Dear Readers”.
Dear Readers, in the words of St. Patrick,
I am a sinner, most uncultivated and least of all the faithful and despised in the eyes of many.
I am thin-skinned, usually sad, and generally, if I open my mouth on a topic, 100% right (i.e. I can be arrogant). I may forgive an unkind word or slight, but I never, ever forget. Just ask my husband.
Things I’m not 100% sure about:
- honesty is the best policy, although I keep trying
- no-contact the most moral way to handle a toxic mother
- is anyone actually in hell
- how the hell do I lose weight
- am I sanctimonious
This is not a revenge post. I love this person who seems to hate me. I know her pains and her loneliness…
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