When you went away from me, I spent the entire morning, like so many mornings before, cursing myself for being distracted from my most sacred role by my need for perfection and my sense of duty and fear of rejection and desire for affirmation. And something inside me cracked.
I think it was my ego-the voice inside that told me that if I want to be good enough I had to look perfect, take care of everyone, win everybody over and be right all the time.
I want to apologize for behaving the way I did, I want to apologize for all the ways I let my ego prevent me from being the kind of person you deserve.
“Will you remember me when I will be no more.”