Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays.
I spent the last five days repressing everything and keeping it from my family. I have succeeded because I do not feel it again. It has still haunted me in my dreams, I have yet to sleep through the night but what can you do.
I need to get around to writing FG that cursed letter. I just do not want to face or own up to it. Subduing it is easier. Less painful…for a while.
The Christmas celebration was quite fun. Great company and food. Why ruin it with thinking about him? Maybe I should just let the holidays go on and I’ll attack all this again in the new year.
And as to You, and you KNOW who you are: What gives you the right to tell me what I should be feeling, and how I should be dealing with this? You’re an insensitive shithead. Oh but it’s not you, right? You constantly cross the line. Cry all you want over spilled milk, Wednesday was minor. I’m done with you. Don’t need your shit over and over. I don’t really care if I lose a ‘friend’ while I go through this, shows who you really are. I thought you had more substance, proved me wrong.
Kick yourself in the shin for me.
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