Tonight I Wrote a Blog Post

Tonight I Wrote a Blog Post

Tonight I wrote a blog post.  

 

I wrote a blog post about something that has been eating away at me for over three years. I wrote in detail about the hurt and anger I’ve been feeling for a certain former acquaintance, but managed to hold it in all of this time.

 

I wrote about the initial confusion as to why this person that didn’t even really know me would go out of her way to be hateful and manipulative. I wrote about how bothered I was that this “good Christian woman” presented herself to the world as a good person, when she has proven by her actions to me that she is not.

 

I wrote about trying to be the better person and not call her out on her actions.

 

I wrote about seeing her tonight and attempting to smile and acknowledge her presence, to only have her glare straight through me.

 

I wrote that I don’t understand what I did to deserve this treatment, and probably never will.

 

I wrote details that would show the world who she really is.

 

Tonight I wrote a blog post that will never be seen, and I replaced it with this.

 

Tonight I wrote a blog post, and I feel better.