I know these sentences probably don't make much sense. I went through a bit of a shaking up, a reality storm so to speak, yesterday and now I feel like there's no point in putting on a mask and faking it. Yeah, we're damaged. I carry baggage around with me no matter where I am or who I'm with...it's...life. It's part of what makes us who we are.
People around us--relationships we're in--they hurt us. It's inevitable and the sooner you accept that (even though I know that sounds so cynical), the happier you will be with life.
Strange how yesterday morning I was a different person than I am now. Not dramatically different, I haven't morphed into a completely altered person, but I definitely have been changed to some extent. That's what people you care about do to you...they change you, sometime for better and sometimes for worse.
I don't know what I'm saying right now. It's okay. We'll move along and take each moment as it comes. I'll hang on to whatever I can.
In that spirit: