A Personal Statement On Being Impersonal
Life being what it is, I don't even have the time or energy to satisfy the genuine demands of my own family and friends. Everyone who truly knows and loves me knows that I will always at some point be a disappointment to them; that I won't be there, that I won't understand, that I won't love them enough. That I'm perennially and predictably spread much too thin. My sisters, my niece, my son, my parents, and especially my friends have all grown accustomed to my appearances and disappearances, and either accept them for what they are, or distance themselves from me in defense. I don't offer excuses, only the fact. To them, and to you, I say as always, I'm sorry.
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Baerwald
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Life being what it is, I don't even have the time or energy to satisfy the genuine demands of my own family and friends. Everyone who truly knows and loves me knows that I will always at some point be a disappointment to them; that I won't be there, that I won't understand, that I won't love them enough. That I'm perennially and predictably spread much too thin. My sisters, my niece, my son, my parents, and especially my friends have all grown accustomed to my appearances and disappearances, and either accept them for what they are, or distance themselves from me in defense. I don't offer excuses, only the fact. To them, and to you, I say as always, I'm sorry.
