I always thought I would remember and yet the memory is clouded. I search for clarity in the mist of the best excuses offered to me and yet they are no comfort. So I sit digging for scraps of the life I had, knowing that letting it go is the only path forward. It is hard to let go when I keep picking at the scabs of the past hoping for a glimpse into known happiness.
Of all the fears we have, being alone is the hardest to overcome. Am I afraid of losing your memory or navigating life without you.
Sometimes our best show of true strength is baring our weaknesses. Showing the world who we are is not about showing great power but about standing naked in the crowd. Showing the world that compassion and love does hurt. It does leave scars and breaks you down. For us to experience the greatest joys, we have to risk the greatest sorrows.
~J
1 comment:
Im sorry. I can relate.
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