Today, I bumped into someone I never thought I'd ever see in my life ever again. Someone I hated so much I could've shredded her into a million pieces. Lets name her M. Here's the story.

Being misunderstood sucks. And it sucks even more to know that the only person you could turn to was the one who started all this. So, thanks eh (although I doubt you'd read this post). Because of her, almost all of my friends turned their backs on me and I'm not just talking about 4 or 5 people. I'm talking 14 people or maybe even more. The day she spread untrue rumours about me, almost all of them treated me differently. Their perspective of me changed for the worse. I don't know how she did it, but apparently, she succeeded. Even my closest friend (lets name her L) at the time avoided me and treated me indifferently. So guess who the only person not treating me differently at all was? Yeah, you guessed right. M. The only person I could turn to and pour my heart out. Of all people.

I didn't know why they were treating me this way. Every night, I would work out the possible reasons with M (and we couldn't think of any, mind you). Believe me, if there was an award for "Best Actress of the Year", she would win it hands down, no doubt. She'd comfort me and encourage me to "endure". Lies, I tell you. All lies, because she's fake. But of course, I truly thought she was being nice because I had no idea what she was up to. This went on for months and months. Looking back at this incident, I don't how the fuck I survived that. After almost half a year of this shit, I was still as clueless as I was when this started.

Fortunately, M had to transfer to another school due to personal reasons. With her gone, there's no one there to actually portray a bad image of me anymore. So some of them eventually decided to get to know me better. And L took the longest to get back to where we actually were. So from there, all the secrets were out and you had nooooooooooo idea how furious I was at M. At the end of this frustrating year, I told M I knew it was her that caused all this fucked up shit. You know what she said? She asked ME to take a walk in HER shoes and try to UNDERSTAND HOW SHE WAS FEELING! No sorry's and no guilt. AT ALL. I practically screamed at her, saying that I would never forgive what she caused me to go through. I haven't seen or talked to her ever since.

Two years later, which is today, I saw her. During these 2 years, L somehow managed to forgive her and befriend her again. So this just leaves me and this grudge of mine against her. And I just can't help asking myself; "If L can forgive her, could I possibly forgive and forget too?"