Dear Anonymous

i got a surprising email notification today. and honestly, i am quite bothered by this certain comment on my LOVE on THE THIRD DEGREE blog entry. i suppose there is a need for a detailed response regarding this matter. so here goes.....

Dear ANONYMOUS,

i would like to thank you for taking some of your time to pay my blog a visit. since you have not made yourself known, i guess i would have to settle with me calling you ANONYMOUS then. i am not sure if we both know each other personally, but i would like to think that you don't know the whole story behind this and that you are just basing your comment on the entry itself.

first and for all, the entry was written not to make a specific person guilty, much more to regain a lost love. but it was merely written to express a blogger's suppressed emotions regarding her current situation. yes, i must agree that there is a thin line between being selfless and being selfish. but may i just remind you that one will never know who is who unless he knows well the persons involved and has gotten the whole truth about the story.

honestly when i wrote that entry, the guilt thing never really crossed my mind. i swear i had no idea on what you were trying to point out. it was only after reading your comment that i took time to read my entry again and examine it. but this time, not as the writer but as a reader. my apologies if i sounded like a pitiful victim to you. eventhough i still can't fathom why. i never meant it that way. it was just an entry written to show what unconditional love can do and how far it can go, that's from loving too much and letting somebody go. and if i may recall, i never posted any complaints on the said entry. so where did the playing the role of a pitiful victim come from? that, i would like to know.

yes, there is still hope. but it's hope from a grieving heart, struggling to find answers. it is definitely NOT hope to bring about guilt or anything else just to have somebody back into a relationship. it has just been a month. and seven years is seven years and it's not that easy to forget especially when you have made it your life since day one. sometimes, hope is the only thing you can cling on when everything seems to be going the other way. sometimes hope can be your only comfort when you have finally accepted that dreadful goodbye. it is hope for things to be good in time, definitely not hope for guilt, not hope for a forced love.

i am dealing with these things the best way i can. trust me, for somebody like me, it's not that easy. and LOVE on the THIRD DEGREE was written from the heart. it was a burst of emotions. it is the TRUTH!


Thank you and i hope to hear from you soon.

     

xxx,

bLack aNgeL