Have you been a bitch to your best friend?
Maybe didn’t know it at the time.
You were young. Late teens. Naive. A bit lost.
Struggling to figure life out. Just like every one else.
And in the process you were a bitch to your best friend.
Like super nasty. Something you did. Something you said.
And you recently remembered. And the shame. And the guilt.
Oh my god! How awful.
If only you could go back and apologise. If you knew where she was!
But here’s the thing – it doesn’t matter.
She doesn’t remember. She’s forgotten. Forgiven.
And if she hasn’t, then it’s time for you to do it for both of you.
And any way, chances are at some stage, she was a bitch to a best friend too.
Doesn’t make it right. Just makes it human.
Both of you.