From the Files of Misery Loves Company

Open Apology To Those Who Want Me to Join Something...Or Join Anything...Or Be Someone They'll Like More:

• I'm sorry, but that's not me.
• I'm sorry, I saw the same concept in another book that seems a little kinder.
• I'm sorry, this bullet-pointed grammar sucks.
• I'm sorry, but I don't respond well to being strong-armed.
• I'm sorry that I wanted to find my own passions.
• I'm sorry that I need to be fixed.
• I'm sorry, just in general, because you believe I won't be joining you in the afterlife.
• I'm sorry, BUT ONLY I KNOW HOW TO FIX ME...ONLY I KNOW WHAT CAUSES I WANT TO BELIEVE IN...
• I'm sorry, but I'm Unitarian.
• I'm sorry, but I believe in God.
• I'm sorry, but I believe in true love. I wish I didn't, but I do.
• I'm sorry, but I like country music.
• I'm sorry, but I like ABBA.
• I'm sorry, but I liked "Love and Other Drugs."
• I'm sorry, but I prefer novels to non-fiction.
• I'm sorry, but I'm an Independent.
• I'm sorry, but I voted for the guy in the White House. And I'll do it again.
• I'm sorry, but I love the Giants.
• I'm sorry, but I drink tequila.
• I'm sorry, but I can't drink beer.
• I'm sorry, but I love New York City.
• I'm sorry, but I love the country life.
• I'm sorry, but I don't have a car.
• I am who I am. THAT I'm not sorry for.

Live, and let me live. Onward.