12/8/08-Acceptance

I was up late last night talking to an old friend of mine. He made me laugh and smile when I needed it the most. To this friend I owe a big thanks. You started the healing process where I must pull myself from the hole I built. It won't be an easy task, I know, but you have to start somewhere. For me a trip down memory lane did the trick. I wasn't always as I am. I was less trusting and more introverted. The definition of shy you could say. Well I am not necessarily outgoing because I only speak when I have something to say. That's just how I am. Writing has always come like a second nature where talking about nothing with strangers never really fit. I am angry, hurt, disappoint and confused. What has happened I cannot change and people always see what they want even if they are lies. I am shedding the cuts a bruise of the ordeal, however slowly. There are sure to be scars or repercussions. There always is. I will learn to live with this as I fight to define myself once again.