I remember how I thought we would never see each other again. I remember thinking you wouldn't even notice. Now I am seeing you again. You don't notice. I think I may be OK with that.

I'm learning to compare. Me to me. I'm learning to be fair. To be who I need to be.

I'm learning to do what I need to do. To make it through.

To suck it up, and get over yourself. Stop moping around and put your self-pity back away on the shelf.  ¶ 7:49 PM