Let’s please not play games of platitudes. There is absolutely nothing of substance in your post, and I do not want your qualified apologies.
You knew where my head was. You knew what sort of mental state I was in, better than most. I had confided those things in you. How convenient, then, that you were in the depths of depression over your poor treatment at the table at the best possible time to convince me that you were a pathetic, kicked puppy, and the other two party members were just making it worse. You don’t have to say things directly to get shit twisted, Joe. I get the vibe that you know that very well.
I have made my private apologies to the parties that I hurt. I’m not putting my friendships up for scrutiny by you, and I will own things that I said in anger that you spurred on. I said that bit about the party member being a yes man. I was under a lot of misconceptions at the time; I realize now that I was wrong.
You are not exonerated for your actions just because you went “nu-uh you.” It doesn’t fucking work that way.













