Just to be clear this is not an emo journal. This is more of me venting out my frustration on something that happened a long time ago. Two years ago I wronged a few people. Who's names I will not say to protect their identity and privacy. I tried to make amends to them but in the end, it did not work out. I put myself in a state of depression because of the people that I held very close to me was hurt from my actions. As the years went on I slowly inch by inch got my live back on track. I got a job. Made new friends got in touch with some old high school friends. I still thought about them but more of the happy times than the bad times. And between this two year span. I tried to get in touch with them again. Maybe all what happened was forgotten and buried. But in the end I was still wrong.
So this is my vent coming up. To those who I wronged. You really need to stop with this grudge, it was two years ago. Get over it. Months off trying to remotely get in contact and rekindle on talking terms. Only to be met with complete silence or your stubborn pride. Blocking me on Deviant Art the next day after paying a visit to your stream. It mind boggles me on how great lengths you people are willing to go just to prevent me from talking to you. Forgive me if I don't use the term "old friends" for this. But I highly doubt they care about what I say. But I'm going to say this to them. No matter what you do to me. You can block me from deviant, steam, facebook, twitter etc. You may have forgotten me or do not want anything to do with me because of what happened. In fact only one from the old group still talks to me and I'm happy they still do! Again not saying their name for reasons. I'm going to be the better person here. I will not block any of you. I will at time still check out your deviant pages because you have fantastic art to show. And if you can get over this long grudge feel free to message me. If they are reading this, then I reach out to you again. You need to let it go. It was all in the past, blocking me is not letting it go. It's only hiding from it. If you can't let it go. Try to swallow the pride and let it digest away.
Now that I got that off my chest. My vent is over. Apologies for the lack of happiness in this. It was something I needed to do. Hope the next journal will be a happy one.