It's been over a year since I decided to halt communication with those who weren't there for me in my most darkest time. Although, looking back--maybe they weren't meant to. By some higher thinking of the gods, goddesses, or universe above wanted me to realize that these people weren't meant to make me believe that things would be okay again.
It was me. I was going to do it for myself.
Just haven't realized it until now.
So here's to my salt turning into the three spoonfuls of sugar in my morning tea.
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