Bye

I'm no longer angry at you. I realized that one day, out of the blue; it was like someone flipped off a switch. And God knows you did everything you could to make my last memories of you anger-inducing. It was a step-up from guilt and bitterness, but going into a spiral of rage every time I think about you is tiring. I don't want to think of you, even. That's going to take a little more time, but at least now I only feel a mild annoyance, and mostly indifference toward you. I hope you've learned your lesson and won't contact me again, but at least I no longer live in dread of seeing your name show up in my messages. I would still be lying if I said I wish you a happy life, because honestly I could not give less of a shit what your life looks like from now on. I'm physically farther away from you than I have ever been since we've met. I've turned the page, I'm writing a new segment of my life and you're not part of it. And hopefully your ghost won't hover over it too much. If it does, I promise I won't pay it any attention.

I'm sorry it came to this. But I'm glad you're gone.

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anonymous Friends November 16, 2023 at 8:59 pm 2 0