Hey You,

I hope you're doing well. This may seem a little out of the blue, but I just wanted to let you know that I'm not angry anymore. I don't stress about it anymore. I'm happy for you. I'm happy for myself. This is the best I've felt in so long. You have no idea.

Thank you so much for all you did for me, and I'll forever be grateful to have met you. It's unfortunate that our paths have differed and we're in different places in life now. But it's also really great. I know you're going to do big things. And I'm doing my own things, a lot of which I used to be so mad and upset that I couldn't share with you. I used to look down at my phone and type a text to you, then immediately delete it. I would think about adding you back on social media but then I remembered why I deleted you in the first place.

Yeah, you definitely hurt me. And you pretended you didn't. And that's OK. It's OK to be scared and to not understand your feelings and to run away. What's not OK is to pretend like you didn't hurt someone. You aren't allowed to tell someone you did nothing wrong because you have no idea how they feel. But this isn't my point.

My point is that all of those things, all of those words, all of those fights—they don't matter anymore. None of it matters. Holding onto things that cause pain does nothing except bring the memories flooding back. And I'm done letting you flood my mind, my life, and my feelings.

If you hate me, I'm sorry. If I did something to offend you, I'm sorry. If you get nothing else from this letter, then just know that I'm sorry. Because I don't regret you. I don't regret anything.

I've been holding on to a lot of things from the past for too long. But now I've realized it's time to let go. And you're something I need to let go of. I'll always be rooting you on no matter where you are or where I am and maybe one day that'll be in the same place. But until then, I'm proud of you. I'm happy for you. And I'm sorry for being so angry for so long.