Last Thursday, I wrote an email to L. that expressed my unhappiness with a pattern of her behavior. She ignored me until the following evening, when I found out that she thought that it was a “Dear Jane” letter. The whole conversation that Friday evening was spent trying to dispel that misunderstanding. There wasn’t much success because we still ended the phone conversation with her upset and me concerned about her emotions.
Funny how I would approach a problem I’m having with her and she manages to turn the issue around as if it’s my fault.
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