Enough.

I can't get away from other people beating me to writing out how they are feeling and writing it in a far better manner then I ever could and it just happens to be exactly how I'm feeling. So, instead of writing out how I'm feeling I'll let you read what someone else wrote about how I feel... well, I'm sure she didn't write it out thinking of me, but it's exactly how I'm feeling. I read it and said, "Amen," when I was done. I'll post it here so that you can read it, if you want, and I'll put her link on here as well so that you can see the original.


Hurt
Sometimes we hurt people who mean the world to us. Sometimes things that seem to be in our grasp, turn out not to be as attainable as they should be, though they are right there in front of us.

Is it out of selfishness that we hold onto things that would best be let go? How rare it is to find a connection with someone; something that surpasses anything you've had in a long time, someone you can truly be yourself around, someone you can tell everything to, someone who values you for the person you are and someone you value in the same way.

It seems there are no easy answers. Hurting hurts.


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