I am not sure if it's retrograde Mercury, or simply tricks of my personal universe. A person who keeps appearing in my life and then lying low for a year or so again, turns up again with "can we be friends again?". At the same day as a few years ago.

There were so many stages of acceptance, so many thoughts and a caleidoscope of emotions from hope, joy and exhilaration to sadness. fury and depression. Once I was able to say "no" and close this door forever (or so I thought), thinking I was behaving like an adult finally. Pain and frustration passed long ago, leaving just scars, but making me grow.

I would like to say I don't think about "what if..." anymore, but seeing this message brought a whirlpool of thoughts again. What if? Could I maybe start anew? This time - openly. Without hiding, twisted excuses, being secretive. Asking my husband if he could say "yes" to my resuming communication with a person who nearly destroyed our marriage. This was a stupid thought, albeit I entertained it for some time. He will never accept and never forgive. The wound might be old, but it won't heal. I have to respect that and face the consequences of my choices.

Personally, I would forgive, though. I actually bear no grudges against those girls who I saw as my rivals and who were a constant source of my frustration for a very, very long time. I guess I have grown older. This is probably another moment for me to prove this. No matter how it still aches to keep radio silence for such a long time (I am not fond of blocking people), I can't. I just can't risk it again. Let's accept this is just impossible.

I can't be your friend. I can't let you into my life. Sorry.

Goodbye. This time forever, I guess.