Just caught up with posts on here. I was away for 24 hours, came home today, and the letter was here.
I have read it (all six sides). As was predicted, it is half flattery ("beautiful", "elegant", "kind", "understanding", "gentle") and half thinly veiled insults and blame ("saying goodbye in a text ... seemed cold, detached and somehow shallow", "... the comments I had made had wounded you too easily. [Given] the sensitivities you developed during puberty around body hair ... how could it be otherwise?", "Having been allowed close enough to you not only to see but also to have actually triggered your sensitivity, I began to feel better placed and able to appreciate just how difficult this particular issue can be for you").
So no surprises there.
For the record, I must state that while not a Porn-style plucked chicken special, my fanjo isn't an unruly forest either - it is an ever-so-slightly-trimmed neat but natural compromise between womanliness and practicality. My legs had been shaved less than 24 hours previously so were getting slightly stubbly without one being able to actually see any hair on them. Plus I was spray-tanned all ready for a hen weekend starting the following day. I'm tall, slim, a good shag ... so really, how bloody picky can one be?!
Anyhow, a realisation I've been having around this longstanding I'm-too-sensitive business, with the help of this fling and this thread (thanks ), is that being too sensitive isn't really the issue. Any woman, I would imagine, has the capacity to be hurt by remarks like these if she lets them sink in. That's where I've been going wrong - not saying fck off when the rest of you would; not having boundaries around self-respect, nor sufficient self-assurance. Sensitivity is not the issue; having something in place to protect* that sensitivity is the issue. Fantastically valuable lesson learned.
This man still parks the vast majority of the blame for this with me and my over-sensitivity (he apologises for his directness, with the predictable get-out-clause of it almost always being an asset). I do not. I can't decide whether or not to say nothing, or print out this Girl Power-esque thread and send it to him, as some of you suggested. Hmm.
I know the idea is to not give him control here and nonchalantly not give a crap about the letter. This post is meant to be more about what I'm learning in all this, than giving power to him. Also, I know some of you wanted to know what the letter might say, and were enjoying the thread.
I know some of you also said I shouldn't read the letter. My gut told me that it would be good for me to do it, and to not internalise it. I'm feeling truly OK post-read - I spent the evening after reading it doing other things and not thinking about it - so for me, that really is progress.