zerotohero
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I finally sent her the message I had been holding inside for weeks. An apology. Not to make her forgive me, not to get a response, just to take responsibility for my own mistakes and hold myself accountable.
We had something that mattered for a while. We met, we got close, we shared moments, and then things fell apart. I made mistakes, she made mistakes, and somewhere along the way we hurt each other. For a long time I carried all of that with me, replaying it in my head, wishing I could fix it.
I don’t expect a reply. I don’t need one. I even logged off my secondary Instagram account I used to send the message. That part of my life is over.
It’s strange, letting go. She was an important person for me, but now she’s gone, and I have to accept it. Sending that apology wasn’t about changing her mind, it wasn’t about saving anything. It was about me finally doing the thing I should have done a long time ago.
There’s a weight off my chest now. A strange mix of relief and sadness. Relief because I’ve done what I could to make things right, sadness because a chapter I cared about is closing for good.
Now I just have to move on. Grieve. Learn. Grow.
We had something that mattered for a while. We met, we got close, we shared moments, and then things fell apart. I made mistakes, she made mistakes, and somewhere along the way we hurt each other. For a long time I carried all of that with me, replaying it in my head, wishing I could fix it.
I don’t expect a reply. I don’t need one. I even logged off my secondary Instagram account I used to send the message. That part of my life is over.
It’s strange, letting go. She was an important person for me, but now she’s gone, and I have to accept it. Sending that apology wasn’t about changing her mind, it wasn’t about saving anything. It was about me finally doing the thing I should have done a long time ago.
There’s a weight off my chest now. A strange mix of relief and sadness. Relief because I’ve done what I could to make things right, sadness because a chapter I cared about is closing for good.
Now I just have to move on. Grieve. Learn. Grow.
