Never Claimed to Be Perfect

Not having the energy or desire to justify myself, I simply mean to let you know that I never claimed to be perfect.

Over the last several years, I have stood by your side - yet kept my distance, and I have always - without fail - been honest with you.

I am guilty of compassion. I am guilty of believing most things I am told, even when there is a huge shadow of suspicion darkening your words.

I am human. I love deeply and whole-heartedly.

It has never been my intention to step on toes, nor has it been my inclination to retaliate when I have been wronged.

I have never stolen from you, lied to you, or in any way directed ill manner toward you.

I never claimed to be perfect, nor do I claim to be now.

Sometimes my reservoir overflows and I can no longer move in any direction. Call it self preservation if you like, but I can not take any more on at this time.

I have tried to make things right within my small world, but I have become unwilling to continue to battle against concrete walls that are continually built around me.

Your fortress has been solid, and it has served its purpose well.