SEX ON THURSDAY | Forgive Me, For I Have Sinned

I spend a lot of time in this column reflecting on the mistakes of other people, always focusing on what everyone else does. This week, I wanted to flip the lens and self-reflect — something equally important but not nearly as fun. I have to practice what I preach, because otherwise this column would be 95 percent hypocrisy.

To my readers, I confess. Forgive me, for I have sinned. As shocking as it may be considering the self-righteous tone of this column, I am also not perfect. I’m stepping off of my soap box and placing myself under the critical eye. In truth, in someone else’s story, I’m the dick who hurt them, and in all honesty, it’s rightfully deserved.

I’ve slut shamed, I’ve ghosted, I’ve rejected and I’ve psychoanalyzed people to their face. I’ve been the girl they tell you not to worry about, but that you should really worry about. The girl who leads you on. The one that avoids and ignores. The gaslighter. Yes, I knew how you felt, but thought it was easier to ignore it. I’ve been mean and reckless with others’ feelings. I’ve been cowardly, and frankly a bitch. I’m sure I’ve been described that way at least one or two times. I’m not perfect, nor do I claim to be, but I could definitely continue to try to be better.

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