Life for life....day for Day..
Quote: In the depth of winter I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer. -----Albert Camus, Lyrical and Critical Essays
Sometimes the days go by so fast I can't even see straight. It's weird. My dad, Aleesha, Daleesha, Pam...These are all people that have been reintroduced into my life. I think I have culture shock as well. I know there are people with harder lifes than mine, but not seeing my dad for four years didn't seem bad, it wasn't until he got out that I went into shock. I didn't realize I had feelings about it. I realize now that I sometimes fake my feelings. Fake being mad, sad, or what ever. But this is real, very real. I didn't know I hurt so bad and now it's seems it won't go away. I.....I dunno....My mind tells me to hide it but I can't any longer. Why did my dad choose drugs over me? And can I ever really forget this?