Someday Now

Jul 18, 2021 21:25

The residue of my former life makes me so disoriented at times. I'm not even angry--I'm just sad for those two teenagers who had no idea what they were doing.

I know that part of the process is accepting and I'm on that journey. But I just want to hug my 16 year old self. And my 23 year old self and my 32 year old self. All of the mistakes I made and the way I propped up a toxic relationship for what?

A romantic idea that had been engrained in us. That's what.
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