Was It Me?

Sometimes when I remember the past I think it couldn't have been me, and I tear up for the girl it happened to. Have you ever had that with situations you've been in? I logically know I'm not alone on this one, but it doesn't feel that way and I can't grasp the reality of it.

DAMN you Blog! I thought it was such a great idea. You know, get it all out there. As I continued to write, I discovered where all of my anger and inability to be who I really am stems from. It hurts and I feel so many emotions over it; anger, resentment, dissapointment, hate, pain, hopelessness.

It actually physically feels as though my ribs are only there, and currenlty contracting, to hold all of this in. I can literally feel as if they want to explode.

The pain and other feelings have turned physical. I can't do this on my own anymore, but I thought I already conquered it. I was so sure.

I don't know how to move on.




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