Today, write about any topic you feel like — but you must reuse your opening line (at least) two more times in the course of your post.
I don’t mind.
An old friend contacted me last night, out of the blue. We lost touch a few years ago; she moved schools and we never really made the effort to stay friends. Our little group of friends had never been the most popular bunch of people and that had never bothered us. It seemed to bother her, though. Excuses were made so that she didn’t have to hang out with us, all the while she was with other friends. She’d ditched us too many times and, to be honest, we weren’t ever that close to begin with so it didn’t feel like the end of the world when we started to drift apart.
Time has passed and I’ve not missed our friendship all that much, for all that it’s not a very nice thing to admit.We aren’t friends any more. I don’t mind.
In her message she apologised for the way she behaved and explained that her insecurities made her act out, something which she regrets, and that recent events have made her reflect on her past and want to start afresh; starting with repairing the bridges she helped burn. She’s not entirely to blame for our friendship falling apart, as I said before, I didn’t make the effort to hold on to our friendship, and I was possibly too self-centred to consider her insecurities.
I’ve agreed to meet up with her to talk and catch up. There are no lingering grudges and it feels like I’m growing up, like all of us are growing up. I don’t mind.