My last move was pretty hectic. A month after the woman I loved turned her back on me completely I was still kinda in shambles, so most of my stuff was just thrown in boxes to be sorted out at another date. It was probably a good thing in the long run, since I would have probably fell apart completely if I would have read all of those cards, letters and pictures I have saved over the years.
So today, while packing and housecleaning for my big move I am going through lots of stuff... and I have a heavy heart. Thankfully it is almost a year later, and I have gone lightyears in my own personal development, but those letters, cards and pictures still stab me to the core.
Why do people say things like, "I will never turn my back on you", "we will be together always", and my personal favorite, "We have come so far, nothing will ever stop our love"... when in the long run they leave.
I suppose I am partially guilty of this as well, but in my defense in the past when I did break a promise it was not of my own volition, there was a deeper problem I only now have fought.
I have always believed that when you believe in something you never stop fighting until there is nothing left to fight for. Funny thing about this is, it has taken me decades to finally start fighting for me. I know I have lost and had a great deal sacrificed, and I know in the long run that sacrifice and loss will be worth it.
It just sucks I still believe.
Well I had best get back to work, those old pictures, cards, letters and other momentos will not organize themselves, just felt like sharing while it was fresh on my mind. My goal is to have my place packed up by tonight.
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