So, a few hours ago I signed on, ready to bang out some really angry blog entries. I planned to rant and rave, and just get everything that was bottled in my heart and mind OUT! I calmly took a step back, turned off my computer and instead I did the only thing there was to do, go to my room and cry.
I did the most logical thing I could think of. I laid on the ground, turned on "Let Go" by Frou Frou, put on my sleeping blind fold, and really let go. I cried for a few minutes, just thinking of everything that had been hurting and then I was okay.
From there I called my good friend Pierce and talked everything out with him. Somehow talking to him always makes things better. I can tell him anything and everything. Sexual, emotion..anything. Hes just there to listen and help, and I do the same for him. It was so comforting to hear a friendly voice and just know that someone was there, looking out.
I could not be more thankful. I just had to write that first before I told about what was really bringing me down. Just know before you read it, that I am okay now and everything is going to be alright. I am looking on things now and feeling better. So here goes:
The last few weeks, and I mean really few, like one or two.. I have liked this guy. It all started with him liking me really. I dont know what happened but somewhere along the way, I fell for him. In the last few days, he went from potentially perfect to utterly detestable. It just hurts so much to like someone but not even be able to figure out why. I like him but I shouldn't. I have just decided that I won't. I'm too good for the treatment he's giving me. I plan to just forget about everything that has happened and move on. I am strong and this will not keep me down.
That's all I have to say on the matter. It just feels good to write down, to have in front of me to see and reread to remind myself. I feel stronger even now as I write these words.
I feel stronger and more thankful now :)
Thursday, July 30, 2009
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