I'm letting go, bit by bit. There is absolutely no need for this paranoia, history is not repeating itself and I need not be so uptight. The past is the past. I'm here now, aren't I? That's what matters. I admit I'd still be slightly uncomfortable if we ever talk about it again, or if any related matters are spoken of but I promise to take it in a much, much more matured way. I will.
I'm hoping for a better day.
I'm hoping for a better day.
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