Sometimes the hardest thing and the right thing are the same.

mercedes-elizabeth:

There comes a time when you’re presented with the chance to say all the things you never said. The way I see it, I can either say everything or say nothing and continue living my life as I have been. Or I can let ‘em have it. The way things have been have changed all the awful aspects of last year and made me remember how to live. I chose to live, to love, to learn, to let go, and most importantly allow myself to do all these things despite my heavy heart. I could have easily drowned myself in all of my sadness, and for a little while I really thought I was going to. All of that bitterness and anger is gone, and what I’m left with isn’t quite forgiveness. Maybe it’s more like an acceptance to the way things happened as they did. I still don’t understand how a person even begins to do the things that were done to me, especially a person whom you fought so hard to believe the best in. I hope I’ll never understand that. The truth of the matter is, I’m so much better off than I was before. I used to believe that when someone hurts you, you should always thank them because it taught you this this or that. I’m starting to think that no one should ever be thanked for intentionally being an awful person, no matter the outcome of everything. The real person you should thank is yourself, because you’ve proved everything you’re made of. I always thought that when you have nothing nice to say, you shouldn’t say anything at all. Or something similar, but perhaps not this time around.