In this blog.
I did it with intent, but not with intent to hurt anyone, so I stripped out any identifying information. No one could possibly have known who I was talking about.
As a result, I was able to be over-the-top in my emotional reactions to what may not have actually been grievous affronts as well as my attacks against the (anonymous) person in question.
But that was fine. As I said, no one could possibly have known who I was talking about.
-- Except the person I was talking about --
(Geez. I never imagined these people actually read this thing.)
He was hurt and I am very sorry.
Of course, he expressed this hurt anonymously, so I don't even know if he was really the person I meant. But I do know (learned yesterday) that a good writer -- who once told a friend of mine he wouldn't come to a party if I was there -- reads this thing.
Holy crap, it seems the readership of this blog is some kind of Dickensian collection of ghosts from my past.
I guess I have made an impact in this world.
The only question is whether that impact has caused anything more than a bruise.
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