Over the past six months I have spent alot of time being angry. Angry at the people who hurt me. Angry at the people who made my life more difficult than it should have been. Angry that the people around me had the ability to take a joy from my life that never should have left.
Today I had a conversation with a friend about a disagreement we had several months ago. I was finally able to ask her the questions I had wanted to ask for so long and realize there were several reasons we had the disagreement we did.
After receiving the answers I waited FOREVER to hear I am left feeling a little empty. I no longer have anything to search for or be angry about. I have nothing to wonder about late at night. It all makes sense in my head now and all I want to do is let it go and move on.
It's a little strange not having any reason to be mad anymore. I also feel a peace, though. I feel like it's all behind us and I couldn't be happier.
