i’m not angry anymore.
for a while i was angry at you because you confused me.
you had me confused. you had me doubting myself and morals and my beliefs. wondering whether i was making the right decision for myself.
in retrospect i was. i always was. there was never anything wrong with the decision that i made for myself. there was never anything selfish or immature about it.
if anything, you showed your immaturity by not supporting me. by making me feel as though i were crazy.
in all actuality you were nothing but you were THAT one who almost made me lose myself. who almost made me compromise everything. who almost changed the course of my life for what probably would have been the worst.
i don’t say this to call you a bad person though. honestly, it’s not as though you are some devil who sets out to ruin lives. we just were not yolked. and it was not meant for us to try and force something that should’ve never been. it was me that walked away and you were in your feelings about it. that’s only natural. i don’t think you meant to do me harm.
i’ve long since moved on. i’ve long since learned. but when i think back on the people who have impacted me up until this point in my life you are one. you were a major lesson and someone i needed to learn from.