In a few hours, B will be returning to FaucetCompany for her orientation. According to her boss, she won’t be on my shift. I told her boss that I don’t really care if she is.
When B contacted me to give me the heads up on her return, she also offered yet another profuse apology.
I wish I had never did what I did to you. I am sorry. So very sorry. I just didn’t trust that you were the real deal. Since the day I was born I’ve been shitted on. Abused physically and mentally. If I could take back anything in this world it would be what I did to you.
She also did her usual complaining bit about how much her life sucks now. I had to ask. “Would you want to try again if we could work out the details?” I was asking more to see where her head was than anything else.
Not right now because I have serious issues to work out. I have to get myself right. But please know that you are such a kind man and truly loveable.
Translation: She may or may not really be sorry, but either way, she definitely doesn’t want me. Good. That makes it easier.