a perfectly curated journal for after i’m gone

I think the hardest thing for me to grasp, is that it is okay to be mad. It's okay to be so frustrated with the way you've been handled, especially when you would've never handled them with the same disrespect. I am a firm believer in grace, I know there's been my fair share of times, I've asked for grace. I maybe over-extend it now because I know what it feels like to know and hear all of these negative things about me but still give me a chance to show you who I am without the bias; I know how that feels and I want everyone else to get to feel that as well. There does come a time though where you can't keep extending that grace without doing a disservice to yourself. It sucks because you never want to give up hope in a sense on someone you love and can see the best in but you also can't drag yourself down with a sinking ship, you know.