Good Riddance

A shadow from my past likes to raise its’ head every once in a while and thinks their voice is the only one.

It happens on occasion, and I admit, I used to pay mind to it.

Today was the last time I heard the voice before I stepped on it. They would often say why would you carry something from your past around in your head? It’s like giving out free lodgings.Well, the door is closed.

I could say more, but I won’t. Suffice it to say that one niggling aspect of my past has been laid to rest and I couldn’t be more happy.Their misery and crappy attitude can go and rain on someone elses parade, because bitter people have no place in my life.

End of story.



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58 year old married female, care-giving, loving former government employee who is writing to try to keep her sanity.

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