In which I've had enough.

Dear Universal Dispenser of Karmic Justice,

I am sorry. I get it. I am publicly apologizing for being superior, inflexible, intolerant, and narrow minded as an adoloscent. In my hubris I assumed that people were almost always responsible for their own situations, that behavior issues were always due the lack of discipline and good parents, that people who weren't advancing simply weren't trying. I understand now. I spoke in absolutes. I was wrong. Lesson learned. I am a much nicer person now.

That said, I'd like to dicuss the possibility of parole, because honestly, I need some Normal STAT. I really feel that 11.5 years of lesson learning is ample. If you take into account my toddlerhood (during which, by all accounts, I was a very sweet child), consider the standards of particular father I was given, and time spent in waiting rooms (and we all know that's just an Earthly extension of Purgatory), I think you will find that the time in which I was unaware of the error of my ways easily equals time spent learning humility.

I am really and truly sorry. Please, please, please can I have things in my life that work now? Or at least don't work any worse.

Megan