It has been several years since all this went down, and from an outsider’s perspective I’ve mostly gotten over it. For a while it put a halt on everything good in my life, but eventually I stopped crying about it. I stopped seeing red on a daily basis, I stopped cursing everyone who knew about the affair but didn’t tell me.
Rumpus comic artist MariNaomi has a new essay out about what it means to apologize and forgive and how one does not necessarily go hand in hand with the other.