Of all things…the complaint. Haunted by it.
Yesterday I just kept thinking: you should say something….
…it’s not right what happened.
I reached out to a few people to see if they could assist in reading or referring me to someone who could read my complaint—confirm its merit, offer suggestions.
So far I’ve heard back nothing.
I thought I was walking away.
But this loaded gun appears to want more attention.
I am putting this loaded gun—this complaint—minus specifics and emails that I included—up onto this website.
I will see how this feels, if it feels closer to firing it.
I will give it more life, more breath, more sunshine as it now has a home...here.