Feb 9, 2017
When you stopped talking to me, I stopped talking to my favorite cousin because you two are so so so similar and it always made me sad. I couldn’t hear your name without crying or becoming angry(depending on the day.) But you know what? I don’t care any more. I have realized that if you want to be I’m my life, you would make some sort of effort, just like I have put forth effort to even talk to you since then. I don’t need to and be sad every time someone says your name because I remember the friend I lost. Instead, I remember the happy memories and forget about the hurt. I don’t need you in order for my life to be happy.