I dont know why im writing this other than i need to express it and i cant think where else. Before bc i used to talk about stuff i was gunna do but i never seemed to get around to it. I had a life...
I think i can choose to reach out to them. I could also chose not to. It is hard to know if Im even inventing something in my head. But I know I am filtering my discussion where previously i didnt. In carefree days. Its hard to forget some careless or insensitive comments. I know I would have behaved differently if it was one of them.
There are some who were not as close who were unexpectedly kind.