Days passed.
Just like the months did…
and the years… will.
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We often feel guilty not just for being 'mean, ' but also for being 'too good'—perhaps meaning we were too passive, too self-sacrificing, or didn't stand up for ourselves, which leads to a different kind of regret.
This is a poignant piece. It captures that specific, lingering weight of social exhaustion and the 'after-burn' of a difficult interaction.
Masterpiece! ! !