The inner me has changed.

I have got to the age where I am too mature to put up with various stuff. I remember my past and anyone I refuse to speak to should take a long hard look at how they treated me in the past. I suddenly can’t be bothered with forgiveness. I am not over certain things but I am done with them. I am more than prepared to tell certain people how awful they were towards me for being different. The perfect example of that is when I gave my ex friend a proper reason to hate me rather than the excuse she was making. I now deserve the hate toward me. Others who view out TikTok accounts may tell them what I said; I don’t care after how she treated me after I was kind and gave her everything.