Zero Hour
It's 3 am (my timestamps have always been off) and I ship in 11 hours. I sit here thinking that perhaps there's some kind of insight I should be having here on the precipice of commitment, but I'm drawing a blank. This entry is mostly a formality.
I don't think I'll post any more entries after this one. This journal was my log for the time of my most difficult tribulation, and that is now over. I've found myself, picked up my pieces, and began in a new direction in life. Mistakes and regrets aside, I have my fair share, things are better and this journal served its purpose as witness to that progress. It is complete.
"A man can be destroyed, but never truly defeated." Letting go and loving are the same thing now.
Thank you for being here journal unit, and also thanks to those of you who have read these entries and provided me with advice or simply listened. Hearts <3
Signing out
-Ted
I don't think I'll post any more entries after this one. This journal was my log for the time of my most difficult tribulation, and that is now over. I've found myself, picked up my pieces, and began in a new direction in life. Mistakes and regrets aside, I have my fair share, things are better and this journal served its purpose as witness to that progress. It is complete.
"A man can be destroyed, but never truly defeated." Letting go and loving are the same thing now.
Thank you for being here journal unit, and also thanks to those of you who have read these entries and provided me with advice or simply listened. Hearts <3
Signing out
-Ted