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To Forgive & Forget

This has been weighing on my mind for over eight weeks now. I'm not sure how to get past it or if I ever will. At least once a day, the emotions that I felt in that moment come flooding back. I see his face and the hurt in his eyes. I see the spirit and excitement draining from his face. I feel that pit in my stomach every time I think about it and from time to time, I find myself holding back the tears. 

I don't think this person realizes the amount of hurt that they brought into such a joyous occasion. And to act like nothing happened makes it hurt even worse. I will never forget how that felt and it will always be a memory. I don't know how we're supposed to forgive and forget or if we ever will. But I know that my feelings toward this person will never be the same. 

You can't take back the things that were said and I wish you would've been understanding of where we were coming from and supportive of our decisions. Instead you decided to lash out via text message rather than having an honest conversation. This isn't the first time that we've received your accusatory text messages, but that was a whole new level. And now whenever I see you, I can't look past the huge elephant in the room. I wish you'd would learn to really communicate with us. I hope that you can find it in your heart to apologize and mean it, not to me, but to him. 


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