so i'm just thinking about all the crap that has taken place my sophomore year and who caused my mysery. and the answer i think should include me. i wasn't being honest with myself/others, so when i thought i was being nice, i really was being selfish. I felt the need to make others happy, in order to satisfy my own ego. It wasn't about them, it was about me being in control, and being agreeable. even though i've always told myself to do things that make me happy, but in order to do that, sometimes you shouldn't make too many compromises. It not only hurts yourself, it hurts others. I was biased when I decided to hate others, but now I understand that their anger wasn't unreasonable. Nothing justifies what they had done, to me, but it just gives me more motivation of getting over it, completely. And so I guess I am sorry. I am.

I'm seeing it now, so yes I am sorry.