final stand
I extended an olive branch. I admitted where I was wrong and lamented for not being honest earlier. From that point, I took every logical, mature, legal, reasonable, calculated step. I defied the odds, practiced patience, and was convinced that the benefits outweighed the costs (as of now, it definitely does and I don’t regret a single thing). I was mistaken to think that you’d have any sympathy or understanding. I should have taken care of the situation independently to begin with, which I ended up doing anyways. I left and never looked back. I was ready to move on with my life and hope to put this entire fiasco behind me.
Then you had the audacity to threaten to call the police on me over such a trivial matter, over an honest mistake. This spoke volumes about your lack of character, your disrespect towards me, and your warped values. You even have the nerve to demand that I be an adult. Honestly, there has to be limits to how narcissistic, unapologetic, hypocritical, and shallow a person can be. I ignored you at first because I’m not obligated to reply to your vague whining and had thought we had completely cut ties. I only complied because I wanted to settle the matter swiftly and be resolved of any further inconvenience.
You may have a legal hold on me now, but that will eventually end. Once it does, you will be NOTHING to me. Even in adulthood, everything is a learning experience; the situation was what it was, and though I could’ve dealt with it differently, I made the best with what I had and had fortune on my side for some part. I should’ve thought of this and told you all this much earlier, but I don’t even need to. All that matters is that I feel it now, can constructively articulate it now, am completely honest with it, am confident and assertive it about, and can only learn from my past and move towards a better future.
You will never touch me ever again.
what karma?
Why did it have to plague my aunt with that sickness? Why was she dealt those cards? Though she’s a product of her environment (so am I, aren’t we all), she has a good heart and comes from a good place. She’s the one person who LEAST deserves such a burden placed upon her. Why doesn’t it curse those who DO deserve it? Not just some stranger bitch who deserves the worst of the worst (I will shake her someday) but those select individuals by blood. The lies. The secrecy. The atrocities that I thought we were exempt from.
My aunt deserves the chance to live her life to the fullest. Be herself completely. Shed all of the dead weight, all the drama, all the cynicism and evil that people are capable of. She may be a bit rough and tough on the outside, but I know she has a lot to share still, and there’s a lot I want to learn from her.
failed attempt w/ good intentions
think we could start somewhere by a common interest? psh, a fucking kpop group we both like? That’s as ridiculous as Obama and Kim Jong Un bonding over basketball
Remember that the best relationship is one in which your love for each other exceeds your need for each other.
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