I am self aware.
Then...
I let other's dictate and tell me what I should do and how I should feel (they were almost always incorrect. Not TOTALLY incorrect, but they are not me)
Now...
I can recognize a bad idea.
Then...
I thought I was solving everyone's problems.
Now...
I can resist the temptation to act on those bad ideas and impulses.
Then...
I would do it anyway and then subsequently be miserable for the next month.
Now...
I know who I am...most days.
Then...
I had no idea. I just wanted to have friends.
Now...
I know what a healthy relationship is.
Then...
I thought feeling like trash & a mess was normal when you were in a relationship (oh Josh. you crazy mess...FRICK. got a new phone, probs lost the "reject list"-ha, how funny that's what it's really called!-here's hoping he doesn't sense the window of stalker-tunity...see what i did there? :-P)
Now...
I'm sad.
Then...
I was a disaster.
Now...
I am a mess, lost, empty, sad, confused, resisting all sorts of bad impulses, wishing things were different, wishing life had an undo button, and wondering what the future will bring.
Then...
I was just a mess.
It's funny how life works. Everytime I get too cocky or comfortable, I am almost inevitably proven wrong. WTF, mate? It's getting old. But, I know there are lessons to be learned. But for once, I'd like to learn a lesson with a happy ending. That's all.
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