Dear Skeletons Of My Past,
Whether we had a falling out, an unhealthy relationship or we just lost each other while finding ourselves, thank you.
Thank you, thank you, thank you. I am here, at this point because we crossed paths. Some wounds are fresher than others, but soon, they too, will scar over and join the wounds that have already turned into scar tissue. Each heartbreak, loss, fight, disagreement, etc., is now a mark on my soul. Whether I realize it or not, you changed me in one way or another. I learned important things about myself and relationships through you. I wouldn't be the person I am today without you. And I'm so glad I'm not the person I was when our paths crossed. I was stubborn, looking at the world with rose-colored goggles, far too trusting and selfish. I learned what to improve on and how to be there for others, but most importantly I learned that I need to love myself and value my happiness before I could please others.
To the best friends who turned into strangers, thank you for letting me laugh with you at 3 a.m. and being that shoulder for me to cry on. Losing you was rough, probably the most difficult of all. I hope my advice helped, and I hope that you have that best friend to go to. Sometimes people are just meant to be in your life for a little, even if you want them there forever. Our young, immature fights are funny to look back on -- we were so young and thought we knew so much. I'm interested to see what the future holds for you and scrolling down my timeline and seeing you is always bittersweet, part of me wishes we were able to keep in touch and tell each other about our experiences, but I know that wherever life takes you it'll be wonderful. No matter what we may have said in those heated arguments, know that you are a beautiful person -- inside and out and that you are capable of amazing things.
To the one I once loved, thank you for showing me that I am worthy and my imperfections don't define me. Thank you for making me soft, for allowing me to feel things I wouldn't have otherwise felt. I'm glad I was able to love you to the fullest I possibly could and that I was able to make your life a little bit better. You showed me the highest of highs, and lowest of lows. However, you also taught me that sometimes intuition is wrong and people aren't always what they seem to be, that promises aren't always upheld and that people change. I know now, that it's important to guard your heart, to have your own identity before you love someone else and that caring about someone isn't always easy. I hope that whoever you end up with or wherever you are, you are happy. I hope that you are loved to the fullest extent and I hope that our mistakes taught you how to truly love. Whoever you end up with is lucky and I hope that there isn't a day that goes by that you don't wake up smiling.
To the people I hurt along the way, I'm sorry. Life doesn't come with an instruction manual and people make mistakes. I hope you know that hurting you was a mistake and I learned from it.
To those who said I would never amount to anything, quite frankly, I don't owe you anything. I don't despise you or think any less of you if anything you helped me and it was a pleasure to prove you wrong.
I'm glad I was able to move on and I hope you all did too. You were never a mistake or someone I regret meeting; you were just a stop on the way to where I am headed. And, well, same goes for you. Our relationship was a small part of each of our lives, in the grand scheme of things, it was very small. But the mark you left on me (no matter how big or small) changed me and made me the person I am today. I wish you the best.
Sincerely,
Someone You Wouldn't Recognize
