Day 8 – Nothing To Be Sorry For

It took me a long time to forgive myself and even longer to realize that I never had any reason to be sorry in my the first place. I was only 18. That might be the weakest, most cliche excuse in the book. Who cares? I was only 18 and I made a mistake. Welcome to the humanity club, kid. I’m not sorry.

I have no reasons to be sorry. And for that, I am free.

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