I saw you today.

And for the first time in the longest time I wasn’t mad. I didn’t feel anything. I just watched you walk past by me and I simply laughed. I didn’t panic, shiver, rage, or etc. I just laughed. It felt good knowing that you don’t bother me. I guess I’m over the whole, “you’re my enemy” thing. I don’t even know if you knew that I despised you for a really long time. So maybe the next time I see you, I’ll say hi. Maybe give you a hug. Maybe even sit down and have a conversation with you about your life. I don’t know why but this feel pretty weird. And I can’t believe I’m writing a post about you. I can’t believe I’m finally okay with you being another normal person in my life.