“Dorinda drank the Kool-Aid, she joined the cult, she’s on the commune.” And with that one hilarious – and completely accurate – statement, Bethenny Frankel won me back.
It’s always been a significant factor in my makeup as a person to have an immense capacity for forgiveness. I don’t quite know where it came from, but I do know I have seen once-fractured relationships mend and grow stronger and such incidents can only transpire if one is able to forgive. I can say that those I’ve forgiven over the years seem to really appreciate this ingrained quality within me, even as I’ve started to view it as kind of a torturous flaw. I’d actually really love to change that aspect of my personality, to become someone who has zero desire to forgive anyone for anything, but that kind of alteration will almost certainly require a huge deal of effort and I think it’s just wise that I devote my energy to things like mastering the art of baking broccoli until it chars correctly, organizing my spring skirts by length, and finally sitting down to watch seasons three, four, and five of Friday Night Lights.
I’ll learn to become a withholding asshole next year.