As I was reading through posts on FB, I learned that someone that grew up with passed away. Post after post talked about what a wonderful person she was and how she was a friend to everyone who knew her.
Except me.
What I remember of this person was not the kind and sweet person everyone is gushing and reminiscing about. I remember a mean girl who, along with her crowd, picked on and bullied Seeking Solace back in high school.
Now, I know that was more that 25 years ago. I am not the same person that I was back then. People who know since undergrad are often surprised when I tell them about how I was bullied back in the day. I have worked very hard to erase the demons of that time, laying the past behind and let go of the ways that I've been hurt.
I hope that this person changed and realized the error of her ways. Hopefully, she realized what she did was wrong. Perhaps she became a good person. I don't know.
I mean, I am not happy that she has passed. I would not wish death on anyone...EVER.
I hope that this person changed and realized the error of her ways. Hopefully, she realized what she did was wrong. Perhaps she became a good person. I don't know.
I mean, I am not happy that she has passed. I would not wish death on anyone...EVER.
But, I cannot share in the grief-fest.
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