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    • Hannah Sullivan

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    • October 3, 2013 in Columnists

    Admitting I was wrong

    It’s a very hard thing for me to do, but I’m admitting I was wrong. My pride stings a little, but I have a new outlook. It’s no longer about winning or losing. It’s about realizing that life is too short to be holding grudges and shutting people out. It’s about learning to forgive and forget because if you shut everyone out who has ever done you wrong – there won’t be anyone left.

    After having this epiphany, I did what any normal person would do – I headed to the mall. With my leftover birthday money in hand, I shopped until I was in a retail haze. There’s something about buying new clothes that just gets my blood flowing.

    This has everything to do with admitting I was wrong, just so you know. I just don’t know how yet.

    I wrote about letting go of a lost friendship not too long ago and I was pretty angry when I wrote it. I wasn’t angry about just one thing. I was angry that a friendship could be given up on just like that. Not just in that one friendship — it’s a trend I see in a few. I’m going to call it a “time out.” Maybe time outs in friendships are normal. Actually, no – I think they are incredibly normal and sometimes healthy. Just like in any relationship, taking a step back and seeing the situation in a new way can be helpful. Dwelling on situations is unhealthy. It causes more harm than it does solutions.

    With a particular friendship, I made first contact after a year of not talking. It was probably the best decision I’ve made about the whole thing. It was like someone pressed “play” after having my life paused for so long. There were no awkward silences. There was no tension. It was exactly how it had been a year prior. There are a lot of obvious changes on both sides, but it seems like it should have been that way all along.

    People change. Feelings change. Thing may not go as you expected at first, but they always have a way of surprising you in the end. I do believe that there’s a plan for everyone. Call it fate or whatever but I think that there’s an end goal in life and we just make it up as we go along.

    What else have I been wrong about and too proud to admit it? I guess I’ll find out along the way. I think the lesson here is recognizing change and being able to bend and do what feels right. Maybe that’s why I bought a new wardrobe. Not only are the seasons changing, but so are my relationships and I have to dress accordingly.



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