I guess some things are meant to end.

Okay, last year I made alot of vent posts about ex friends but this year, with help of therapy I had learn multitude of things. I didn't take much accountability for certain stuff and apologised when I fully never understand what I did wrong or consider someone's feelings. Even when trying to help or comfort someone, I have to understand them more deeply not just "being nice" would cut it. Just cause you're nice doesn't mean friends. Not everytime also someone wants to solve things quickly, most of ppl of course need time thinking and space and even if I was like overthinking alot I'd have to accept no matter the outcome. I was a little selfish yeah but I've also seen to myself maybe not over share too much or like say a lie just you can't bring yourself to tell them.

It's fine to tell them "I can't talk about it" instead of trying to make them feel less worried with a white lie. Alot of things are hard to talk about, and that's okay. This isn't really necessarily all about me, I knew some of those things of course but on just yk a deeper level. So anyways I felt like if things didn't end, I would have not noticed the toxicity I was in. Specially in my relationship ofc I was a doormat for him but not that I hold grudges, he's gone... He can't apologise. Anyways yeah that's it. I'm just now glad things have ended instead of missing them.