Then my happiness was obliterated by the intimidating and pretentious actions of my surroundings. I lay a plaster over the cut to impede the bleeding, but when I remove it, the wound remains. The grief continues, both profound and excruciating- nobody really knows.
Sometimes I feel like nothing’s really changed. I keep stumbling over the same stuff again and again, and doing absolutely nothing about it- except whine! Well I did try, but failed. When can I get off the hamster wheel? What do I have to do to break it, or at least get it off the track so I can see something new? When can I stamp all this as “Done” and move on? How can I let myself off the guilt hook and move forward with a clean slate?
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