I just realized. It's been three months since my last post. And yet, I'm really not a regular blogger.
Busy? Maybe.
Shoot. Fudge.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Shoot. Fudge.
Sometimes, you have to accept that you are at the losing end. And fighting with it won't get you anywhere. Decisions have to be made. To let go is what the situation is calling for. But sometimes, it's difficult to let go of something you know you love and has been a part of you ever since. But it can really be painful.
I'm not a masochist, I don't like inflicting pain upon myself. And I am not insensitive. I am also not stupid. I am definitely not dense.
I know when I am not wanted. I know when I'm not needed. I definitely hate the feeling of uselessness. SHIT. There I said it. That totally sums up what I am feeling right now.
I would like to blame it on hormones. But I can't because I am definitely working on having a happy mood even if I have a splitting headache or my lower belly is having a revolt because my period is coming. I try to do that for the benefit of the people around me. But sometimes, the real emotions just take control.
Shoot. Fudge.
I'm not a masochist, I don't like inflicting pain upon myself. And I am not insensitive. I am also not stupid. I am definitely not dense.
I know when I am not wanted. I know when I'm not needed. I definitely hate the feeling of uselessness. SHIT. There I said it. That totally sums up what I am feeling right now.
I would like to blame it on hormones. But I can't because I am definitely working on having a happy mood even if I have a splitting headache or my lower belly is having a revolt because my period is coming. I try to do that for the benefit of the people around me. But sometimes, the real emotions just take control.
Shoot. Fudge.
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