Struggles...

As everyday approaches I feel as though I move forward and have so much to look forward to. Then an event happens, or a holiday hits me or Facebook decides to share a memory and I go back down to where I started. Only time will tell how long I decide to dwell and feel pity for myself.

I believe wholeheartedly that everything in this life happens to us for a reason. As painful as it may be, I feel we need to muster through it with our heads held high and inner spiritual strength to help us get through the bad days. Of course, those words are always easier said than done but on occasion serves it's purpose.

I'm trying to come to realization that everyone goes on with their lives and why do I feel stuck. Deep down I've been able to do things this past year I was never able to do in 22 years. I was literally on lock down (no friends and no social life) and now he feels I was ungrateful because his new significant other led a life with low lives and loves what he has to offer. Here is a man that as bad as he was with me is only trying to impress her now the way he did to me 22 years ago.

22 Years Ago will always haunt me, hurt me and yet freed me in every way possible.