By the end of this blog, you will mean nothing to me. I want to say what I want to say to get things off my chest, and once I’ve put it all out there I will think of it no more. I will think of you no more.
Everything was going according to
plan until your ego awakened and reared its ugly head. Words were said. Ugly
words that crossed a line. Ugly words that cannot be retracted. Bitter, ugly
words that come from a dark, cold, desolate place and unleashed into the world.
Unleashed upon me.
I do not know what I could’ve
possibly done to you to have deserved those words. I’m not keeping count but I
know that I have helped you over the years more than you have ever helped me. I
know this because this is the kind of person I am, I do not like to owe anyone
anything; let it always be others that owe me.
I feel sorry for you. How small
your world must be, to take out your anger on someone who genuinely cared about
you. How insignificant your life must be, to make yourself look mighty by
putting me down. How silly you are for not knowing the fool you have made of
yourself. How foolish you are for carrying anger and disdain around in your
heart, possibly for years. How ignorant you are for taking it out on the person
who would have stood by you despite our differences.
Once upon a time I would’ve tried
to see things from your point of view. No more. You crossed the line this time.
If I cannot be myself around you, I will choose not to be around you. Because
in the end, I can only ever be myself and I am not sorry if this is not
good enough for you.
Thank you for almost ruining
Christmas for me this year. But guess what. Since you are no longer a part of
my life, I need not think about you anymore. As far as I am concerned, you do
not exist anymore. Which means I can carry on with my Christmas celebrations in
merriment and joy, and indeed, carry on with my glorious life.
I wish you well. Have a good life
without me. Once upon a time there was you. No more.
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