You can’t help who you are.
I have a loving husband who wipes my tears away.
You’re not around anymore, and there’s no point in resenting a phantom presence.
You were just as scared as I was, and just as scarred.
You didn’t know any better.
I am so happy for you. I don’t want to shadow that feeling with sadness.
If you had known all of the details, you wouldn’t have said what you said.
You meant well. I know you did.
If you had a do-over, I’d like to believe you’d do things differently. So would I.
You are one of the most confusing but lovely people I have ever met.
I will never stop loving and believing in you.
Despite everything you are happy as sure as the sun shines, and I can learn from that.
I was hurt, but you were hurt so much more.
I probably could have kept some things to myself.
You have more than enough to deal with in your life, and I wish you luck.
Even though we don’t talk anymore, I keep imagining your happy ending.
What you said doesn’t have the slightest bearing on my life in reality.
I’m thankful for what we had.
Dear _____, I forgive you. Otherwise I’d only be hurting myself.