I texted you.
I sent you a message asking you where you are. I thought your silence over the past few days meant you were keeping us out. I said we need to talk over this tweet of yours about your condition.
I was wrong.
Within the next two to three minutes, I realized that wasn’t you on twitter and I texted you I sent a wrong message not intended for you. You replied: “Blame much? Seriously?”
That I should not be jumping into conclusions without any proof, and that you don’t give an F.
I apologized. And you told me my apology came after my explanation and that you are harsh by nature, not a hypocrite.
Nauna ka pa mag explain bago mag apologize. Harsh talaga ako, twitter or not. D ako plastik
Did I deserve that? While @edbusim said you may have been distraught, I don’t think I deserved that. My intentions were good and you replied that way.
I could have gone on and on, extended my patience, explained and apologized more.
But I chose not to.
I’m tired. And you’re not a kid, I could have understood you but I chose not to.
I have had harsher people in my life, you simply got to me within ten minutes.
Sorry I sent a wrong message but my intention was good. And sooner or later, I will send a wrong message again especially with SMS and DMs criss-crossing, and you being true to yourself, will always react that way.
You’re right, you’re not a hypocrite. And I’m not a saint.