Recently, someone made me question myself. My position in life, my relationship, and most importantly me. The odd thing is, this person brought up memories from four years ago. Somehow, I let that weigh me down. I think it went to show, now looking back, how insecure I was. How I lacked the ability to stand up for myself. I knew what was said wasn’t right, yet I let it hurt me.
Taking the time to recollect my thoughts and note the factors, I’m trying my best to let it go.