I gave it all up! My job, apartment, life, it's all in the past now. I've moved on and I'm working on making good changes for my future. Problem is, it's really hard to see any of this in a positive light. I trusted someone, cared for them, welcomed them into my family and heart, and they just screwed me over and took off. Why do people feel the need to destroy other people to make themselves feel better? He's off living his life the way he wants, free of any commitment or infant growing in his stomach. I didn't want this either, but I don't have a choice; it's not fair that he does.
But this mind set is dangerous, these thoughts are poisonous and harmful. Change is good, and when I really think about it, what did I really give up? An abusive job, part-time friends, and the same life I've been living for years.
This will be so good; a new chapter.
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