Bitterness

 I forgive her for her actions. I’m not perfect, I’m human. I found her act to be an act of prejudice. If I was white, I bet she would not have called you. She probably thinks it wasn’t a racist move, but it was. I don’t talk to her anymore, the friendship was falling off anyway before that. I hold not grudges, I just choose to keep her at arms length if she is ever around me. I know how to smile and act like all is well. I may have blown it out of proportion at the time and I’m sorry for you pain of being in the middle. It’s over and done. Let’s not speak of this again.  Have a blessed day, My Love.


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