One Person’s Trash
Just last month, a friend of mine told me a story from his recent heartbreak. He (lets call him Mickey) had been with this girl (Minnie) for almost 4 years when out of nowhere, she told him she is leaving him and moving out. He had no idea the relationship was in jeopardy, but she dipped.
Anyway, a few weeks go by. Mickey is hanging out with a coworker of his with who he had just recently met and ends up back at his place just to hang out. On the fridge, he sees a note in Minnie’s handwriting. The note detailed several issues in Mickey and Minnie’s relationship and so Mickey asks his new friend where he found this note.
Turns out, this new buddy had gone to the same music festival as Mickey and Minnie a few months prior. The friend had found the note on the ground of the parking lot and thought, “Wow, what a sad and angry note. I’m going to keep this because it’s so raw and interesting.”
The next day, Minnie came over to pick up some of her things. Mickey produced the note and it led to a long tear-filled conversation about their relationship and what went wrong. They didn’t end up back together, because despite the pseudonyms, this is no Disney story. However, the resulting discussion helped them both achieve closure in a meaningful way.
All because a random coworker found and kept her discarded note in a festival parking lot.
Story credit: Reddit / NF-kBiologist