I think I already know the answer to my question, but I’m going to ask anyway. Mostly, I just want to articulate my thoughts and feelings so I can clarify my own opinion, but if anybody has thoughts or advice, fire away. In this thread I talked about my cousin, her penchant for calling me by Dr.J’s name, and the fallout from my asking her not to do that any more. After that thread died, I sent her an e-mail telling her that I’d apologized several times, and I wasn’t apologizing any more. She could take it or leave it. She left it…until tonight.
She sent me an email sort of kind of apologizing for upsetting me with the card, saying she’s sorry the card upset me, she’s sorry I took things she said the wrong way, that she misses me and wants us to be friends again, that she’s sorry it took her so long to be the first one to apologize. Not a word about all the names she called me. (I guess she’s not sorry about them, or maybe they’re part of the stuff I took the wrong way.) No acknowledgement of the fact that I apologized back in December. Not a word about asking me why I’d even gotten married in the first place if I didn’t want my name attached to his.
Essentially, the only thing she’s willing to take responsibility for is the thing I care least about. Yeah, it drives me batshit when people do stuff they know good and well irritates me, but as long as she quits doing it, it’s all good with or without an apology. The name-calling bothered me a lot more. The refusal to acknowledge my apologies (I’m not talking about not accepting the apology, I’m talking about not even admitting that an apology was offered) bothered me even more. The crack about my marriage bothered me most of all. That stuff, she seems to want to sweep it under the rug and pretend it never happened.
So now I’m confused about what to do. My first impulse is just ignore it. My second impulse is to call and ask her which friend she’s suddenly fighting with to prompt this half-assed apology out of the blue. My third impulse is to write her and tell her that I accept her apology, but I’m not interested in renewing ties. My fourth impulse is to write and tell her to stuff her apology where the sun don’t shine, so that if it can’t be whole-assed, it can at least be ass-holed. My fifth impulse is to tell her that we can try it again, if she’s willing to shit-can the whole drama-queen crapola.
If this whole thing was an isolated incident, I’d know what to do. But it’s not. It’s just the latest and largest of an 18-year string of such incidents, and I’m really, really tired of this little routine. I just don’t have the energy or the inclination to go through this particular cycle any more. Dealing with it is just more work and more stress than I want to voluntarily take on these days.
If I’d gotten fed up years ago and we didn’t have so much history, or if we didn’t have so much fun together when it’s not my turn in the doghouse, I’d know what to do. But I miss the good times we’ve had together, all the in-jokes we had that tied me to my childhood and adolescence. I miss that tie to the person I used to be.
I guess really the only thing I can do is to let her know that I’m not angry with her, whatever she might think, but that I can’t go through this cycle any more. I have a sinking feeling I know how it’s going to go, though. She’s liable to get in a snit and tell everyone that I’m holding a grudge and ending a twenty-year friendship over a stinking Christmas card. Oh, well, what the fuck. If you can’t discuss your feelings with somebody, it’s not enough of a friendship to bother with anyway, right?