Your words hurt. Especially when we have been friends since forever.
Yes, I am your typical middle child, with all the middle child angst raging a war within me. I am well aware that I fall short when it came to gene distribution. For years I let the fact that I am the least in my family eat me up alive, but I've left them behind because it is out of my control. I learnt to accept that I am this way for a reason, that God did not make a mistake when He made me. I make the most of what I have. For the most part these days I just work hard to make up for whatever I lack. But you had to go and bring it all up tonight. The things I can't change.
You know what? I know who I am. I believe in my music, because I know I make good music. I am not drop dead gorgeous and I don't possess natural wit or charm. But this one thing I'm good at? I know that I'm good. And if I work my friggin ass off I don't see why I can't succeed.
Why am I working hard, you ask? Because I don't have any other option.
If this is an attempt of apologizing for missing my gig, keep your half assed apology because the only thing you managed to do is make me very, very pissed. And NO. You were not at Alexis to watch me play. What the hell. I wasn't even playing that night and we only ended up sitting together because T was doing live sound and you happened to be there with some other friends.
You know why this is directed at you? It's because the others sincerely apologized. You were flippant. As if I'm throwing a hissy fit for nothing. "We can argue about this the whole night la..you know I would've wanted to be there for things like that". Right. And that's why after so many years of performing you have not come to a single show.
And screw you for saying I don't have the package, or a unique enough voice.
What is your problem? Why do you have to say things that you know full well are knives twisting away at all my insecurities? If I was younger I would've let them eat away at me. But I choose what to believe nowadays and I refuse to be affected by your lousy words.
Just save it. Save your opinions. I have no need for them.