When you choose to create a new life you always stand the risk of hurting the people of your past in your quest for a blank slate. People who were there for you, people who stood by your side, and people you maybe even loved.

But perhaps it’s all for the better, when you think about it. Perhaps the people that you left behind will even thank you one day for cutting them off completely.

Or maybe not.

I don’t really know how to feel about being cut off. It kind of pisses me off, yet a part of me can understand why you don’t want to be around anything that reminds you of before. It would have been nice, though, to see you at least once.

Oh, and through this, I’ve learned that tentative plans to meet never work out.