The husband's been really good to me past few days. My mind was all over and my body crashed. Couldn't take the pressure any more than it did before and finally crapped the life out of me.
Ex.cruciating.
I think the universe is trying to tell me something. I still can't quite figure out what.
That I've been avoiding some sort of confrontation because my people are?
Because I'm Libran?
Because I need to look good?
That maybe it's time for me to accept that fact that I cannot accept?
Because I can't change anything?
Except for myself?
but... but... I believed... I really believed I can... could have... done something...
I see my dad and I think, why can't he see how he's making people around him suffer and at the same time also thinking, am I the only one feeling this way...
Am I so incredibly arrogantly stubbon that I refused to even let him (or anyone else like him) be?
Puddit down... I need to puddit down...
Can I ever? Truly?
I... doubt...
I'll be working on accepting the fact that I cannot accept.
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