On the morning of September 21, I did something very impulsive. I was on my way to Starbucks, when I thought of writing a letter to Denver’s ex-mistress. When I got back to the office, I wrote my letter in haste and sent it to her right away.
Dear Tyn,
For the past year, I’ve been carrying a heavy burden. No day has gone by that I do not think about what happened to you, Barry, me and Denver last year. I don’t think the pain would ever go away, but it’s been almost a year now, and I feel that the only way I can let go of it is to tell you that I’m sorry it happened to all of us, and that I’d like to start waking up each day, knowing that I have no resentment towards anyone, including you.
We are all bound to walk into each other sooner or later. When that happens, I don’t want to have to contain any anger. I’d like to see you and be able to smile or nod to you, as if nothing ever happened. I’m not asking for your friendship. I just want to stop hating you or anyone.
I don’t know if this means anything to you. I don’t know if you care at all. I know you and Barry have moved on. But this matters to me. So I am sending you this, not to pick on old wounds but to bury the hatchet.
Best of luck to you and Barry.
Sincerely,
Bebot
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good job bebs! i admire you for that. tama, bury the hachet, its water under the bridge now. im happy you did that...God Bless bebs! i'll be in manila 1st week of oct. hope to chat w/ you again over a cup of coffee...
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