I talk to God but the sky is empty...
Thursday, 30 August 2007
Six sentences...
Read this entry in Six Sentences
Feels like a sucker punch to the guts, doesn't it? I know that's how I felt when I first read it - because there are some things you never forget... however long it has been.
It wasn't my fault. I did not deserve it. I certainly wasn't 'asking for it'. Mantras that need to be repeated frequently. Do they help?
It is my right to say 'No' and expect my wishes to be expected. A 'no' is a 'no', regardless of whether you are in a relationship or not. My rational mind tells me not to take the blame. Does that help?
I have a right not to let the past affect my present/future. I have a right to live my life the way I want to. I know my worth - and I keep telling myself that I have not been lessened in anyway. Does it help?
I still have my moments of disquiet. I still remember the numbing fear - and I seek to rise above it.
Frigid? Maybe. Ice-queen? Probably. Still myself, though.
The act of forgetting is one of the greatest gifts of mankind. I wish I could forget more.
Labels: comfort zone, confusion, trust
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