I finally got over it, but it took alot of strength and alot of courage, to forget about it, and only keep the memories to smile over, knowing nothing was ever going to be the same.
Because it isn't. But because I had to suffer through all of it, I came out a better person. I learned alot about who I really am and what I really want in life, and I'm ready to move on, and love someone new.
Because of my better attitude, my relationship with my parents is better, alot of it is based on tiny fronts that I hold out for them. I don't believe I'm truly ready to let them see everything about who I am, I keep more to myself. But it's better. For everyone. Especially for me.
I haven't done anything bad to myself in about two months, and I don't intend to. I made a promise to myself and I really want to keep it for once, after all everything in my life became messed up over broken promises. I would hope I had learned something.
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