I’m finally proud of myself, because I realized it wasn’t my fault. I apologized, even after I promised I wouldn’t. I understand now that I can’t beat myself up over the fact that two people I thought I cared about very much (and cared about me) were two people, who I didn’t know at all.

I know life is too short to waste time on people who don’t appriciate you, and to hold grudges. Especially against yourself.

I am proud of myself for starting a new chapter in my life, I’m proud because I grew and I am a better person now.