i got a phone call yesterday morning from someone i had not heard from in a long time
"i read your blog..."
he found a few entries that i had written about him, read the first 2 and immediately asked me to remove them. there was a lot of personal information in there and what happened between us. i wrote them over 6 months ago and although i was attempting to disguise who it was, it was at a time when almost nobody reading this blog. in my descriptions i was not being as discreet as i should have been
the reason for the posts were to express the problems in not telling someone from the beginning that you are a sex worker, the frustrations from living in a horribly incestuous small city and how all that can fuck with your head.
if he read the rest of the posts he would have known there was only positive things written about him and what an asshole i was by not being completely honest with him. despite the weight of the shitty things that were happening to him he remained an incredibly sweet guy so i wanted the best for him even though i was far from the ideal person to do that; but at the time he did not seem to have anybody else. he did not need to know he had involved himself with yet another fucked-up asshole. well, he sure knows now
not being completely honest with someone is a shitty thing to do. it's even worse to write about it for anyone to read and do it without their knowledge.
i never meant to hurt him but ultimately i did, for that i am really sorry
"i read your blog..."
he found a few entries that i had written about him, read the first 2 and immediately asked me to remove them. there was a lot of personal information in there and what happened between us. i wrote them over 6 months ago and although i was attempting to disguise who it was, it was at a time when almost nobody reading this blog. in my descriptions i was not being as discreet as i should have been
the reason for the posts were to express the problems in not telling someone from the beginning that you are a sex worker, the frustrations from living in a horribly incestuous small city and how all that can fuck with your head.
if he read the rest of the posts he would have known there was only positive things written about him and what an asshole i was by not being completely honest with him. despite the weight of the shitty things that were happening to him he remained an incredibly sweet guy so i wanted the best for him even though i was far from the ideal person to do that; but at the time he did not seem to have anybody else. he did not need to know he had involved himself with yet another fucked-up asshole. well, he sure knows now
not being completely honest with someone is a shitty thing to do. it's even worse to write about it for anyone to read and do it without their knowledge.
i never meant to hurt him but ultimately i did, for that i am really sorry
5 comments:
as much as i love a bitchy anonymous comment, you used the pseudonym so i have to delete it
lol bitchy to you, patronizing to me.
Why use a fake name if you have to cover up the fake name?
Can we call him Gilbert?
have you read any of this? not only do i welcome bitchy, i encourage it! come at me , bro! :)
Gilbert is good. let's go with Gilbert
Make love not war.
I've read most of it and have to say your a good writer.
Now if only I could get that hot chip song out of my head.
tanks!
'i feel better'? good luck with trying to stop signing that. gripped me for weeks
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