Jul 22, 2009 22:29
Despite all new developments in my life, and that I finally confided in a friend as to what has been weighing on my chest for nearly a year now, I am still alone at the end of the day.
Let me tell you...I sure have "found myself" through it all. What a phrase that is. It's meant to signify some grand revelation that leads to a broader understanding of life. But really, all I feel is regret. I am still pitiful and needy, because if I had the choice I would reverse much that has happened...even though I am well aware that that would be another form of self-imprisonment.
Life was easier, though, as a codependent robot.
Am I ever satisfied? Are any of us?