I wrote this entry a year ago on my online diary
Life goes on.
“Memories can be either really good, or really bad. I am not sure what the memories that were spawned by todays accidental discovery are. I logged into my yahoo account as I usually do. To do the usual deletion of spam, the occasional facebook notification and the like… when I was saving an email for later, I found a slew of emails I had apparently kept from 2003. Seven years is a long time to have emails. I am not sure why I decided to save them…maybe they just really meant a lot to me at that time…or maybe I just liked reading the words…
But there they were. A reminder of what once was. To read them, brought back so many thoughts. Feelings… no. Thoughts yes. To know that I once inspired such feeling… and then destroyed it… is kind of sad. Ok it’s more than sad. The way I acted back then, was stupid…and probably at times, scary as hell. Live and learn. I learned a great deal from that whole experience.
I learned that the heart does indeed heal. It forgives, it goes on. But it doesn’t forget does it? It hangs on to the memory. I have been building up walls since that moment. Ones that no one has been able to tear down. Right now I am wondering if I should say “Go ME!” or “Damn this sucks.”
No longer do I wait for a knight in not so shiny armor. There are no fairy tales here. Reality has shown me too much. People have faults. They have issues… and most are damaged by other people.
I guess you could say I am damaged as well.
I felt something. Something more than I had ever felt…and when I lost it, I felt dead. I had always thought that ‘dead inside’ was an exaggeration. It’s not. Breathing took effort. Then slowly, it got better. I began to piece together my heart… and what went wrong.
I found ways to pass the time. I got better.. and better… and holy fuck I am super now ;) LOL
Now I am looking for a new house, have to…I have two more people to house. I currently have custody of my sister’s two kids. I am hoping I get a new job come next week. I have my fingers crossed. Federal employment would rock!!
Anyway…just thought i would write something so no one could read it.”
After reading this…I decided to go and read his diary. It hasn’t been updated in years, but its funny how words on a screen can still make you melt…can bring back the sound of a voice…and the smile to your face.
And then you want to slam your head against a hard surface after you cry a river.
It sucks. It really really sucks.
