Gotta Move On.

Often times we go on with life without giving ourselves the proper healing needed to move on progressively. Dealing with the things that may have impacted our lives negatively; oftentimes, makes us also realize our own faults. Taking accountability for our own wrongs is sometimes harder than blaming someone else.

So first, I’d like to take this time to apologize, for not having enough courage to say these things sooner. Apologize for all that I haven’t apologized for in the past, specifics need not be mentions. Read the lines and between them.

Our friendship held weight, a weight so heave that placing it on a pedestal above all else took strength, endurance, amongst other characteristics that I’d rather not divulge;; however, the weight of the lost of that friendship that I held at such a high regard left and empty space, depleted my ability to trust, hardened my heart and so much more.

See, It wasn’t until I say you , and spoke to you, (relieved and elated that you’re still here for me to have this conversation with) that I realized…
As much as I thought I’d healed and forgiven.. There’s still a part of me that had yet to be healed.

I can no longer hold on to that.