I just thought this was notable in my life, but here's a one sentence backstory: This one person who I'll just call M, was one of my bestest friends. Emphasis on was, as they eventually did me really dirty. It was the biggest betrayal I ever dealt with and it tore me apart for months. Like >7 months. That's 49 in dog years.
Today, I was walking on a path of past memories, and it eventually led me to M. This made me realize that I hadn't really given a deep thought to them or of our past shared moment together at all for a while. And instead of feeling dismal and drowning in a pool of sorrow, I thought to myself, "huh. Okay."
Basically what I'm trying to say is that even though at the time of horrible moments, where it will seem like things will never get better, it truly does (as much as I hate to admit it..) Your wounds will heal, as they are exactly that. Wounds. They will get better and scab over time. And if you are one to pick at scabs, don't! They will only cause infection and scarring!
Anyways, have a great day everyone, for it may be your last 🖤🖤
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