You use to be so mean, horrid really. Pulling guns on me, throwing trash at me, yelling out vulgar things at me at graduation, and trying your hardest to tear me down. Little did you know that one day I would be writing about you, little did you know I would get out of that small hick town that nothing good comes out of. To top it off three years later you’re trying to get in contact to “catch up” or to become “friends” and I'm sorry but I just can’t. I will tell you the reason why…

So, it has been almost three years since we all have seen each other. It has been three glorious years since I have ever had to lay an eye on you. At first I really wanted you to get hit by a bus, I’m not going to lie. I use to hate you so much, but in time I learned to thank you. Why? Well i’m here to tell you why.

First I wanna say thank you for making me a fighter. You helped me see the ugly in the world. Thanks to you I know the difference between real friends and fake ones. You showed me how to stand up for myself, and who I was. All your words that once use to hurt me is now my inspiration to be the best version of me I can be.

Second, Thank you for showing me how awesome I really was. Lets be honest you were just jealous and you wanted to be a loser like me. In time I learned that people only threw rocks at things that shined or wore glasses in my case. So now when I go back to that McDonalds in our hometown and I see you working, instead of laughing I tip you, because sometimes everyone needs a little kindness, and hopefully you changed.

Third, Thank you for showing me just how strong I am. You use to point out all of my flaws and made me so insecure about who I was, but in reality you were the insecure one. I had a few extra pounds but boy did I rock it in those ripped up AE jeans. You know the jeans you wanted but they were “too gay”, yeah they were super comfy. Just thought you should know.

Fourth, Thank you for always being there. Just when I use to think the day couldn't get any worse, you proved me wrong. You would be there patiently awaiting to throw your hateful words towards me, but you never did destroy me. Each day I grew stronger and now I shine brighter than the sun on the beach. When I was having a bad day you were always their for inspiration to be better.

Fifth, Thank you Karma. My mother always did say that one day you would get what you gave out. Man, was she right. Most of you didn't make it out of that small back woods town. Most of you had kids right out of school, got married, or got a dead end job. Now I'm not one to brag, but Im loving my life. I have the three best friends in the whole world, I got my sunny disposition, my college education, and I got out of dodge before the town could ruin me.

Now I see you on Facebook and Instagram at those high school football games, drinking, and going on about that kid you picked on back in the hay days. I hope the best for you, I really do. I hope life gives you all you deserve and nothing less. So in the words of Taylor Swift “All you are is mean, and a liar, and pathetic, and alone in life, and mean”.