A funny thing happens when someone you just met finds your blog.
Last night I re-read my posts here and many of them were very difficult for me to read.
I didn’t recognize my own words.
Then I realized I’m not that person anymore.
I’m not gloomy and sad and depressed anymore. Thankfuckinggod.
Everything has changed, but for the better.
And I no longer believe that all things happen for a reason.
Because I never deserved to be mistreated that way.
No one has ever lied and deceived me, disrespected and used me before.
You are not a very nice person. But somehow I wanted to see and find the good in you.
And now I know, the only good thing about you – was me.
But you no longer have me.
And do not think for one second, dear, that the universe will allow you to get away with all you have done.
Karma has a way of repaying those who have done harm and you will pay for the damage you have caused me and to others.
I forgive you. Because I know how miserable and unhappy you are.
And I don’t need to know how horribly your life ends up. Because I simply do not fucking care anymore.
Forgiving you was the first part. And now I’m forgetting you. Forfuckingever.
You were never worth my time, my adoration or my tears.
And I don’t hate you. I feel nothing for you. You no longer exist in my world.
And I don’t know what I’ll be doing next year, or where I’ll be, or who I’ll be with.
But I know I’ll be even happier than I am today.
Because the farther away you are in my past, the happier I become.
A funny thing happens when you stop caring.
You are finally able to breathe again. And to smile.
And move on.
And I am happy again.
And it’s the most freeing feeling in the world.
“I forgive people by forgetting about them.”