March 7, 2020
(Continued...) I knew it was wrong, everything I was doing in the aftermath. But I couldn't stop myself. I needed, most of all, to tell them how they hurt me. Looking back now, yeah...nobody needed to tell them that. If they didn't know, it wasn't anybody's place to inform them. Not even me. I was just being selfish and entitled. I still wish I had been kinder and more patient, more together, more self-aware. I wish I had respected myself and them a bit more. But all that's done now. I look back time and again, and shrug.