I know, I know, I've been a neglectful witch lately...
I am here. Kind of. I have so much to write about. I want to write a massive post all about New York. All about the amazing things we saw and did, the wonderful food we ate, the ridiculously strong gin and tonics that we drank. The laughter, the fun, the fact that I'm so happy I got to go to New York with my best friend. The fact that I was lucky to be given a second chance. The fact that I didn't mean to blow it. That I didn't mean to let him down.
I made one mistake.
I've tried to apologise. I've tried to explain. I've tried to show that it wasn't all my fault. That it was just a reaction. That it was just one moment in time. All I need is a little bit of trust in me. A bit of leeway. Some belief that I'm a different person now and that, just because there's an argument or a disagreement, it doesn't mean that I'm the way I used to be. I know how hard I've worked to get through my issues and I freely admit that I'm not perfect, that I mess up from time to time. But who doesn't? Who doesn't ever say or do things that they instantly regret?
All anyone can ever do is apologise for what they've done and endeavour to never repeat the same mistake again. And, for my part, I will spend as long as it takes trying to regain the trust I worked so hard to gain in the first place. Because I do deserve it, despite everything. Because I am a good person. Please see the good in me?
"To err is human, to forgive is divine..."
