Apology Letters to Friend.
Using the Term City Boy Repeatedly

Okay, I need to own up to something: I realize I’ve been way too quick to slap the “city boy” label on you like it’s some kind of catchphrase. I get that it’s probably started to feel less like a joke and more like a bit of a jab, and that’s on me. I didn’t mean to make you feel boxed in or like I was poking fun at something you don’t want spotlighted. I can see how hearing that over and over might get old fast, and honestly, I didn’t think about how it might come across. It wasn’t cool to keep tossing it around like a nickname without checking in with you about how it landed. You’re way more than any label I throw out, and I’m sorry for not showing that respect. From here on out, I’m going to keep my “city boy” commentary in check and focus on the stuff that actually matters about you—like your terrible taste in music or your unbeatable snack stash. If I slip up, call me out. I want to get this right because our friendship means more than a dumb joke. Whenever you’re ready, I’d love to catch up and hear how you’ve really been, no “city boy” commentary included. No pressure—just whenever you feel like it.