On Forgiveness and Moving On.

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These past few weeks have been quite interesting. I spent most of my days in the city, having endless meals with my friends, as well as singing karaoke at the top of our lungs. I kept myself busy by doing a lot of stuff and going to a lot of places, but no matter how tired I am whenever I get home, I find myself thinking about many things, mainly decisions that still keep me up at night until today.
Forgiveness and moving on are two things that seem easy to talk or preach about, but find ourselves so lost when we're the ones who are dealing with the situation. I asked my closest friends for advice but at the end of the day, I know that I am only asking my friends because I'm hoping that they will tell me what I want to hear, and not because I'm genuinely going to heed their advice.
I often think about the people who enter and leave our lives, and distinguish the ones whom we should try reconnecting with. Thinking about the great impact that they have done to our lives often conflicts with the reason why you stopped talking in the first place. But no matter how many excuses I come up with on why I shouldn't bother, even the smallest things that those people have done for me always seem to surpass the negative things.
It's interesting how I often think about the memories that I often refer to when making these decisions. It seems to become more powerful than the last time that I thought about it, to the point that it drives me nuts. There are times when those memories turn into cliffhangers, questions like "what if?" and "what's the point?" are some of the most common ones.
I guess I just don't like ending stories. I keep coming back for more, like a book that I just can't simply stop reading because I've become so attached to it. I feel like I need consistency, it drives me absolutely insane when things that I'm used to having around just start changing.
So I took the risk. I finally sent a short message to a person who used to be my very best friend. Thankfully, she felt the same way. It was time to forgive, move on, and perhaps make new memories. It's gonna be a long shot, but I do know for sure that I made the right decision.
I took this big leap, and I guess I'm ready to take some more. It felt so great reconnecting with the person that I haven't talked to for 1.5 years, it would even be better if this is the same case with the other people that I haven't talked to for some time. I am aware that their response might not be what I was hoping for, but knowing that I tried is enough for me.