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Doing my best to fix it

After not sleeping for almost a week, I decided I had to fix all the wrongdoing I did.

Thank you, God.

So yesterday morning, I emailed Sally.

"Hi Sally, I need to apologise about our meeting and for the things I said. Firstly, I didn't mean to offend you at all, I was just hoping you'd see how seriously I take my role and that I would never rip the company off on purpose. Also regarding my family - I am a liar and a fraud. My Dad is one of the best people ever and although he drives me nuts, he doesn't emotionally abuse me, he is not cruel or power-hungry and he does his best, God bless him. Please disregard anything I said about him in the meeting. I lied and I couldn't be sorrier about it. I hope one day to be as strong and as fierce as you are. With kind regards, Janet"

I hit send and put an empty archive box under my work desk so I could pack everything quickly once Sally's "you're fired" email arrived.

At least I could leave knowing I cleared Dad's name.

1 down. 3 to go.

I instant messaged Ima, telling her what I said to Paul and asking her forgiveness "Don't worry about it, Babe. I don't like him and don't care what he thinks of me. All good" she replied.

Thank you, Abba Father.

2 down. 2 to go.

I took some deep breaths and instant messaged Paul, telling him I had no right to speak on Ima's behalf and that I was mad at her so I wanted him to be mad, too and had made the situation worse when I should have reminded him he wasn't alone and that Ima was probably just really stressed out "No worries, don't stress" he responded.

Phew.

1 to go - The Jil/Tamara situation.

Okay, I wasn't sure how to go about fixing this so this is still undealt with.

But boy did I sleep that night! Hooray hooray hooray!

I'm feeling better about everything and just waiting to see if I get fired. I've seen Sally around the office but she's not said anything to me. I haven't had an email from her so I'm just biding my time until something happens, I guess.

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