It’s time for Mama Kat’s Writer’s Workshop again and this week I have chosen prompt #2.) A post you regret publishing. I’ll probably get crucified for even mentioning it again because when I originally posted it there was such a crap storm that you wouldn’t believe. Funny part is that that post was also a prompt from Mama Kat’s. What a coincidence!
The prompt was to write about an awkward or funny conversation you saw unfold on Facebook. I had just witnessed this drama unfold between two former classmates from high school over 30 years ago. If you want to you can read about it here.
Anyway, in the post, as I have always thought was standard practice in blogging, I changed the names of the principal parties. I wasn’t doing it to be devious. I was doing it to protect the people involved. Not that they needed protecting, but, I didn’t think it was necessary to possibly cause undue embarrassment to either of the parties involved. In all honesty, I did not think either of them read my blog.
I never in a million years thought either of them would ever see it and if they did, since I had changed the names and I didn’t think I was really that harsh with either of them, I figured no harm done. That at best they’d see themselves in a more unbiased light and realize they were being a little childish and at worst that one or both might be a little miffed. I think that is a slight understatement.
Oh, I usually post my blog posts to my Facebook wall but I purposely did not post this particular one because I didn’t want people that we went to school with seeing it and possibly figuring out who I was talking about and causing them more embarrassment. I honestly did not want to hurt or embarrass either of them.
It hadn’t been more than 15 minutes since I had posted it (and NOT on Facebook, only on my blogsite) when I started seeing very pointed messages start popping up on my Facebook wall by one of the people I had written about but changed her name. Apparently it was too hard for her to figure out I was talking about her. She said she didn’t care and wasn’t hurt but thought I should have used real names and not hid behind my blog and that I should get a life. Oh, it got ugly…. It got very ugly. I apologized for hurting her feelings to which she very pointedly reminded me that I had certainly not hurt her feelings because she didn’t care enough for it to hurt.
I do regret that I hurt anyone’s feelings. That is never my intent. I just thought the whole situation that I have originally written about was sadly comical in the fact that some of the parties involved were still acting like they were in high school over thirty years after the fact. And I was mainly pointing out that harboring that kind of resentment for that long had to be harmful to your health. Still I wish I had never posted it because I obviously did hurt or anger my former friend. I say former friend because she de-friended me on Facebook right after that but not before letting me know she no longer wanted any contact with me. I never want to hurt anyone and I am sorry for that. I did apologize to her but I don’t think she will ever accept it. And I regret that.
On a totally unrelated note… I am also answering prompt #4.) A hair disaster. And I do so with a single picture. I think after you see the picture you will understand. I was only 5 years old and I have very wavy curly hair. My aunt decided I needed a perm on top of that. What was she thinking? I give you my personal hair disaster: