i’m sorry.

Dear Me…

I am so incredibly sorry for what I did.  I haven’t been able to get the other night off my mind.  After not sleeping very well the night it happened, I woke up feeling horrible.  I was literally sick at the thought of what I had done.  For whatever reason, I lost my mind, and let all my inhibitions go.  While I felt free and liberated at the time, that was truly only a false high.   It seemed, at the time, the right thing to do.

What’s worse, is that I shared that guilty pleasure with someone else.  I allowed myself to indulge, with someone else, in a moment of weakness.  I wanted it, hell, we both wanted it.  But moreover, I thought I needed it.  Of course, hindsight is 20/20 and I admit that I was incredibly wrong…

I don’t know what came over me.  Maybe I am stressed, maybe I am just use to treating you… well me… poorly.  Either way, I promise… from the bottom of my heart… I will never, ever… ever…. go to McDonalds at 2:30 in the morning again.

Please forgive me,

Me.