Everyday, a little older, a little wiser.

I understand I was going through stages of loss here; denial, guilt, anger... I had an epiphany today, you see.

I don't hate you. I'm aware that I was a child and so were you; children pretending to be adults. You were just as terrible to me as I was to you because we didn't know any better.

So I forgive you and I hope you'll forgive me too.

I'm capable of better, I know.