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I guess looking back on it all, sifting through it all...we all do what we feel is right at the time.
I can guarantee, I always felt I was doing the right thing, no matter how skewed my perception seems from this vantage point.
I still contest that I was right at times, but admit to being horribly wrong at others. Losing some good friends unnecessarily, hanging onto synthetic ones excessively long. When I look at old pictures of myself and reminisce my antics, it all seems a lifetime away. Some of my bad habits remain, others time has helped me rectify.
At times I crave those moments, I want to be part of it all once more. Even knowing that deep down we all resent each other for some slight transgression or another, that we all have unkind words behind closed doors. No sisterhood can survive on such a dirty history.
I can guarantee, I always felt I was doing the right thing, no matter how skewed my perception seems from this vantage point.
I still contest that I was right at times, but admit to being horribly wrong at others. Losing some good friends unnecessarily, hanging onto synthetic ones excessively long. When I look at old pictures of myself and reminisce my antics, it all seems a lifetime away. Some of my bad habits remain, others time has helped me rectify.
At times I crave those moments, I want to be part of it all once more. Even knowing that deep down we all resent each other for some slight transgression or another, that we all have unkind words behind closed doors. No sisterhood can survive on such a dirty history.