It was never the pain that bothered me because the pain was always the thing i could handle, it was the thing that reminded me of my reality,
What frightened me was the denial, the denial of being the person that I didn't want to admit I was,
Because that would mean all the pain I had endured was for nothing,
Because admitting I was that person would mean I could have been better but I don't know what to do because I've made all these justifications for all that pain
And if I let go of all that then where does that leave me.
~Robyn~
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The heart that cried wolf
Poezie~ This book contains several write ups like the one below ~ I use to think that whatever you put into the universe would always come back to you, just like a boomerang, but not all boomerangs return to their throwers, I've played the role of putting...
