It is not about what you did at this point. Or what you didn’t do. I made it about that for so long because I enjoyed having someone to blame my current emotional state on.
It is about what I allowed. What I tolerated. What I made okay. What I compromised for.
The reasons I made these decisions vary, but ultimately it boils down to me. Just me. Only me.
Consider this your royal pardon of sorts. Your forgiveness perhaps.
Time to let go of you and get back to me.