To one of my current bosses (I don’t care if they see this & they will know who they are if they do),

I want to say “I’m sorry” for losing my first baby on Christmas Day 2018... in front of my entire family on both mine and my husband’s side while opening presents. For having to cover my lap with a blanket so all of the wee ones wouldn’t see the blood covering Auntie’s pants and run to bathroom... then the hospital to be told we were no longer carrying our child.

I want to say “I’m sorry” that I had to text you Christmas morning and tell you I wasn’t going to make it to work the next morning... with a completely hollow chest and sobbing husband, and blood running down my legs in the shower... the pain that wretched my entire being, but inconvenienced you.

I want to say “I’m sorry” that it took me two weeks to heal and not cry every time I left the bedroom.

I want to say “I’m sorry” that even after YOU and your ungrateful, selfish, heartless husband and employees had the audacity to call my husband and I liars and attention seekers, I stayed and worked for you even though you cut my hours to 1 day a week there-onward. Leaving us scraping by on whatever groceries our parents could get us since my husband pays all of the bills and you wouldn’t even work me 6 hours a week... even after I begged you to with tears in my eyes.

I want to say “I’m sorry” that not 5 days after we lost our baby, our neighbor shot someone and then himself and my husband and I did everything we could to save the deceased mans life and everything we could to the man he wounded. But I came to work the next morning anyway with someone else’s blood washed from my skin but clinging to my heart and memories forever... we didn’t sleep that night or many following. I came into work at 6 am with a straight face. You had heard the news, you knew we lived in that apartment complex, yet you still chewed my ass for having a straight, sullen face all day. Even the worst of customers knew someone was wrong and were kinder then you and any of your damn employees.

I want to say “I’m sorry” that you have put my husband and I through the greatest measurements of Hell when it comes to being treated badly.

I want to say “I’m sorry” that you make me literally pay for other people’s mistakes with money I don’t have when someone steals from you’re pathetic store. You make us pay so you can go on your annual Hawaii trip and get your hair done and buy new trucks every 3 months.

I want to say “I’m sorry” that up until now, I was too g*ddamn pathetic to quit this sorry excuse of a job and pay attention to my other one who actually treats me well.

However, I’m not going to say “I’m sorry”. No.

I’m going to say “I’ll see you in court” for all of the money you owe me and the confidential information of my loss that you told employees and customers.

But more then anything, I’m going to say “good riddance and go to hell, I hope your crumble where you stand.”