It's been a rough road. Things have happened that never should have, things were lost that should have been maintained, hearts have been cracked like the little teacup. Anyone who really knows me and is close to me knows how hard my journey has been. Some of it was my fault, as with anyone, but some of it was completely out of my control. Either way, it's all in the past. The hardest part of the whole story is accepting that I can't change any of it.
I used to think that I was completely broken, but like that little teacup, I still have worth. I still have a purpose. I am not defined by my past, the things I've done, or the things that have happened to me. Other people may still pretend some of it never happened, but I will never forget. The only difference now is that I'm not going to let it hurt me anymore; I'm going to learn from it.
I know that some people might become angry at what I have to say, no matter how hard I try to avoid those things. There are some things that just cannot be hidden. I know some people will get hurt by my words, despite my trying to avoid it. That doesn't matter though. This is MY story, and I am finally ready to tell it.
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