Oh, I Am Sorry I Was Acting Like A ‘Crazy B*tch’ While You Were Treating Me Like Sh*t

Oh, I’m sorry. Did I hurt your feelings by acting a little bit over the line? I didn’t mean to. I don’t know what has gotten into me. Sometimes I think it is because you were treating me like sh*t, but then I am like, “Nooo, he is so nice. It had to be me.”

It had to be me because in your mind I am the “crazy b*tch” with an attitude problem and a perplexed brain that just had to react to everything. Like that time when you made a comment about me getting a little weight and not looking as attractive as I once was, and I got super upset about it. Yeah, I was sooo over the line and “I am sorry” for raising my voice and speaking my mind.

And maybe I should also apologize for that time I called you an a-hole when I saw you flirting and exchanging numbers with that girl in the club in front of me. I mean, how insane was I to even get upset at you doing a “normal” thing that all guys do. That’s how this world functions now, you told me. So silly me, you weren’t doing anything wrong.

Oh, yes… Remember that time I had broken apart in tears and opened my heart about everything and told you everything that wasn’t working for me and how I wanted to be treated? I’m sorry that I’d put you through it. You must have felt awful. Poor baby.

However, I think that the craziest I’ve been while we were together were the times when I’d expected you to treat me with respect. I mean come on, what was I thinking? I was really getting on your nerves back then. In your mind, you must have heard the sound of the ambulance ready to take me to a hospital because apparentlyI was crazy. I am sorry that you had to deal with all that mess.

Finally, I hope that you will forgive the next girl you treat like trash. That you’ll forgive her nastiness and craziness. Because that’s what we women do. How could have you, a wise and emotionally mature man, ever known what goes on inside a woman’s head? Of course, you couldn’t. You have better things on your mind to deal with.

And of course, I am sorry that you will never get the sarcasm behind my ‘sorrys.’ You never did. Anyway… I am sorry.  

Mary Wright

Written by Mary Wright

Mary Wright writes from the heart, unafraid to dive into the deepest human emotions. Her essays and short stories transform ordinary moments into literature that lingers.

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