Jul 24, 2013 09:58
I don't know what fit of nostalgia is making me do this right now, but all of a sudden, I almost feel like writing here.
Was going back through my old LJ for a bit, and realizing how far I've come in the past couple years. No, I don't have it all right, I still hurt, but I'm growing. Looking back, I'm realizing how I had to go through what I did to become the person I need to be. I don't think I could do what I'm doing now if I didn't have some of the perspective that I have, or the experiences I've had.
Yes, I know that I've lost and alienated people, but each of those people has left a mark on my heart, a mark that will always be there.
So, maybe this is a new chance, a new chronicle.
Or maybe I'll just flake off on this. Maybe I need to make myself do something. It would be good for me.
price of love is loss,
leave the past behind