I’ve gone on and on about this person for months and now I have moved past it and found a different path for myself.
I’m the main character now.
Who knew thinking about yourself first was going to be such a task but it’s ok. You learn with time.
As I write this, I feel like I have so much wisdom but there’s always a self doubt about that. I know I’ve been through a lot, especially in this past year and I’ve learned a lot too but have I really?
Maybe I’ve just grown up enough not to give a shit.
It feels like too much of an effort to go the extra mile for someone who just doesn’t matter as much as they did a year before.
Friendships drift apart and I’m tired of putting in the work. It wasn't difficult before.
I feel sad about it but I just can’t do it anymore.