I do not have the right to be me

I do not have the right to use words

I do not have the right to be disappointed when “friends” turn on me and claim I’m a hateful being. I have never hurt a soul intentionally, I have never cast the first stone.. or if I have unintentionally I deeply regret it.

A few times I’ve apologised sincerely to a friend when we misunderstood each other.,

I want to own my part in any misunderstanding or disagreement

But I’ve found some people who used to be friends (mostly years ago) were not open to any sort of negotiation, they did not accept my apology. so I let them go,

But it HURTS to be hated. I’m not a hateful being.

But maybe I am a mistake