There's a version of closure that doesn't exist- the one where the person who hurt you sits down, looks you in the eye, and says "I'm sorry, I was wrong, and you didn't deserve that." Most of us are still waiting for that moment. And that wait is quietly ruining us. Growing up, like actually growing up, not just about age. It is the moment you accept that some people will never apologize. Not because what they did wasn't wrong, but because they've rewritten the story in their head, and in their version, they're not the villain. They will never admit it. You can be angry about that forever, but anger at someone who isn't losing sleep over it is just a slow poison you keep drinking and wondering why you feel sick. The apology you didn't get still happened to you. The hurt is still real. You don't need them to validate it. Do you know what I've learned painfully and slowly? It is that healing doesn't always start with "I'm sorry." Sometimes, it starts with you deciding that your peace matters more than their acknowledgment. Let them keep their version of the story. Go write a better chapter of yours. And if you've ever wronged someone, do well to give them a proper apology. ❤️&💡
