All that being said, part of me is really angry about this whole ordeal. Stef broke my heart 22 years ago, but I got over it. Two years ago she apologized for how she treated me. It felt good, but was also weird — an apology that was years overdue. Now this misunderstanding has come along and while most of me is upset and wants to fix it, I must admit that part of me is like “you’re a crazy bitch, have a nice life, see ya.”