Most things will be okay eventually, but not everything will be. Sometimes, you'll put up a good fight and lose. Sometimes, you'll hold on really hard and realize there is no choice but to let go. Acceptance is a small, quiet room. So true.
My Life guarantee. And pass to my 2 girls. But if my life is cut short, I'll be proud of my dreams too. Memories I made plenty but My Dreams created the happiness & hope of all the other moments in all my other days.
I'd write this to say "I just want to tell you, at some point it doesn't matter who was right and who was wrong because the anger has become a poison, incurable. At that point, neither side can stop fighting because the anger has consumed them.