Tuesday hurts
Tell us about two times you hurt somebody: one time you meant to, and one time you didn't.
Ida's POV
The time I didn't mean to hurt someone was pretty much devastating in hindsight. I basically bailed on Anton, Joshua, Lize, and Marce at the time when they needed me the most. I kept quiet when Marce begged me to speak up, and let Cedric, our leader in our youth group, tear down everything they'd worked for. I was tired, I felt that I had enough and that I was just being used, when in reality I was holding back, not giving enough. Fine, call it my teenage depression at its height, but no , they did not deserve to be treated that way. Especially after I'd sworn to be like a sister to them. I'd I only knew how bad things got when I learned that Cedric had nearly driven Joshua to suicide, that Anton and Lize were trying to hold things together, and that Marce herself was facing off against Cedric. It should have been me, not them.
Then the time I meant to hurt someone....it was Mark. Again, some people can blame it on the fact that I was depressed again, but post-partum depression is no excuse to bitch out, scream at and alienate one's life partner. He was just doing his best to take care of me and the kids, the only ways he knew how. He had so much to deal with again at work, and he really didn't deserve my being horrible to him for several weeks. And when I called him 'worthless' and 'just like his real father'....oh Lord. The look on his face. I could have killed myself over that. It was just wrong. I really had to apologize for that.
Ida's POV
The time I didn't mean to hurt someone was pretty much devastating in hindsight. I basically bailed on Anton, Joshua, Lize, and Marce at the time when they needed me the most. I kept quiet when Marce begged me to speak up, and let Cedric, our leader in our youth group, tear down everything they'd worked for. I was tired, I felt that I had enough and that I was just being used, when in reality I was holding back, not giving enough. Fine, call it my teenage depression at its height, but no , they did not deserve to be treated that way. Especially after I'd sworn to be like a sister to them. I'd I only knew how bad things got when I learned that Cedric had nearly driven Joshua to suicide, that Anton and Lize were trying to hold things together, and that Marce herself was facing off against Cedric. It should have been me, not them.
Then the time I meant to hurt someone....it was Mark. Again, some people can blame it on the fact that I was depressed again, but post-partum depression is no excuse to bitch out, scream at and alienate one's life partner. He was just doing his best to take care of me and the kids, the only ways he knew how. He had so much to deal with again at work, and he really didn't deserve my being horrible to him for several weeks. And when I called him 'worthless' and 'just like his real father'....oh Lord. The look on his face. I could have killed myself over that. It was just wrong. I really had to apologize for that.