She’s whiskey in a teacup.
Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that.♥
It happens to everyone as they grow up. You find out who you are and what you want, and then you realize that people you’ve known forever don’t see things the way you do. So you keep the wonderful memories, but find yourself moving on.
Stop beating yourself up. You are a work in progress - which means you get there a little at a time, not all at once.
“That’s all right,” she says, and I have to wonder how many times she’s said that to the people in her life who screwed her over somehow.