Not Ready to Make Nice..still

NOTE: I wrote this post several weeks back and chickened out of posting it. I can accept that it wasn’t particularly *nice* but it’s REAL. And if I can’t grant myself the space to be real, how can I ever give it to someone else?

NEVER be afraid of Keepin’ it Real. Authenticity always serves.

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Can someone puleeeeeeeeeeeeeese answer this question for me?

Why on earth would someone who treated me like shit from kindergarten until HS graduation want to be-friend me on Facebook?

Seriously, I haven’t thought about your sorry-ass for 25+ years and I’m willing to bet you haven’t given me the time of day in your thoughts either.

What makes people think that because FB makes it easy to reach out that I’d want to reach back when we were NEVER friends?

I’m cool with meeting new people.

That rocks.

And reconnecting with people that I thought I’d never see or hear from again but they left a beautiful imprint on my heart.

That’s bliss.

But, I can’t be down with assholes from my past wanting to “make nice”.

I”m not ready.  Nor do I think I’ll ever be.

So there.

Maybe it’s immature.  But it’s how I feel.

And that’s good enough for now.

I have never been a fan of country music, but this one by the Dixie Chicks has always rocked my world.