Today I received my first death wish! I was told by someone that they wish I was dead (with some expletives thrown in for color). Mature? Makes me start to think, though, let's say this scumbag gets his wish and I were to meet an untimely demise. Who would come to the funeral? Who would be at my memorial service?
I want to take my life and live it to the very fullest, impacting everyone I meet. Honestly, if he's going to curse at me and tell me he wishes I'm dead then he's clearly not meant to be in my life. That was probably the absolute most hurtful thing anyone has ever said to me, that takes a special amount of hatred that I hope I'm never, ever able to possess. The fact of the matter is I'm going to try and forgive, I know I need to. Not for his sake, but for mine. I cannot let myself become such a harbor for hate that he became. So alright, congratulations, you deleted me on facebook and you cursed me out. Do you feel like a man yet?
Here's to yet another venting session and to all of my wonderful friends, I'm terribly sorry I've missed you all.
I regret to inform you all that I made it home safely through the rain! Sorry to disappoint;]
Lizzy
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