“All the flowers would have very extra-special powers. They would sit and talk to me for hours. When I’m lonely in a world of my own.” Alice in Wonderland (1951)
I find comfort in knowing that people who I’ve cut out of my life are left with this version of me that simply doesn’t exist anymore. The memory and image of me that they have isnt who I am, and I’m happy that it’s that way. I’ve changed and grown and they wont ever get the chance to know the better version of myself that I’ve become during their absence.