Left Out In The Cold: Clarifications
I’ve been pretty concerned that some people may misunderstand my meaning in some parts of the previous entry. Hopefully I can clear up a few issues.
Firstly, the problem that has prohibited us from getting our DLs isn’t a lack of knowledge. I passed YD with flying colours and my girlfriend knows how to drive. The two hurdles have been 1) having a vehicle to test on and 2) not being able to afford a car even if we had a DL. So it’s really been a matter of access, money, and motivation. It’s like credit: you need credit to get credit but where do you start? My girlfriend’s taking steps to address this.
Secondly, it was not my intent to call anyone out over what happened. I’m not trying to cast anyone as the bad guy, hense my repeated mentioning that I didn’t have the whole story. I’m sorry I was unclear about that. I was sick, medicated, worried, and exhausted when I was writing it. I was stuck at home and there was nothing else I could do but try and stay calm so I was just putting what I was thinking and feeling in my blog rather than panic but due to the circumstance I clearly wasn’t expressing myself very well.
And to clarify the story about Calvin; that turned out to be a big misunderstanding that we cleared up years later, I was just using it as an example and didn’t tell the whole story. The main reason I didn’t call Calvin was because I was 95% certain he was in Vegas. Turns out I was right. If anything the subtext to what I was saying was meant to be regret over the fact that we’re not as close as we used to be. We’ve been through some rough patches and I’d think that moving thing was a relatively minor one. That I didn’t feel comfortable calling him on a long shot is my failing, not his.
And just to re-iterate: I was not trying to blame anyone or make anyone feel bad or guilty about what happened. It was unfortunate but this isn’t about pointing fingers. Some people who didn’t know it was happening and due to circumstances beyond their control wouldn’t have been able to help anyways seem to be feeling some degree of guilt over it. While I appreciate the caring and empathy there’s no logic behind feeling guilty about something over which you had no control or knowledge.
Anyways, I really do apologize for any misunderstanding and hurt feelings I may have unintentionally caused.
Frankly I’m surprised so many people still read this thing! If I thought I still had an audience I probably would’ve taken more care. I need to remind myself that this isn’t exactly a diary tucked under my bed.
