Actions speak louder

a stolen moment of leisure
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If knowing is half the battle, what's the other half?

Accepting? Allowing what's dead to die, what's gone to stay gone, what's done to be over?

Communicating? Trying against all odds to draw someone out, to make them listen, to help them and yourself understand what turned it into a battle to begin with?

Fighting? Screaming, throwing, crying, ranting?

Forgiving? Yourself and others, mistakes and pre-meditated hurts, misspoken words and hurtful actions?

It's hard to let go of old hurts, just as hard sometimes as new. Sometimes running and hiding seems like the only thing to do, sometimes re-inventing yourself, sometimes trying to pretend it never happened. Sometimes it takes days to move on, sometimes years. Sometimes you don't want to, no matter how much you know you have to. It's really heartbreaking to see someone cling to something that's not there and may never have been, just because it once felt so right.

I guess you just have to hope that there are fond memories of you amongst the bad ones, the same as you feel for the people you've hurt.