I thought I’d gotten over this.

David was right. I do hold grudges. Damnit.

I was supposed to be the peaceful one, the one who forgave and forgot. Obviously THAT won’t be happening anytime soon. I swear if he gives me that tone again, I’m going to… I’m going to tell him off, that’s what I’m going to do.

I should’ve fought for myself more instead of just taking it.

Next time, maybe I’ll say something like, “If you’re so perfect, why don’t you reach out to your parents whom you’ve been avoiding for the past two years? Remember them? They’ve only fed you, took care of you, kept you ALIVE for the past thirty years!”

I shake my head. No. I’m better than this. If only that burning pit in my chest could just scatter. Inhale, exhale.

But if he just DIDN’T use that tone with me!