I didn't want to feel this way.
Rage... Resent... Regret.
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A twisted knot of sluggish, black regret takes root.
It starts in the pit of my stomach, then creeps and coils out and up.
My pulse beats faster.
Dark tendrils encircle my throat making it hard to speak, hard to breath, hard to think.
...
Light strikes me, ending the period of morbid suffocation.
It fights the dark emotions that consumed me.
The regret seizes up and shrinks down, away from the positive force.
It grows smaller and smaller till it sits at the pit of my stomach once more.
The regret stays as long as it dares before being snuffed out by the rays of hope and the power of time.
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I don't have those terrible feelings anymore. I've acceptance what has happened, what she did to me... and what she did for me. I'm better now, stronger then I was before.
Understanding... Acceptance... Life... Hope... Happiness.
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