Achilles Heel - LJ Idol Home Game Week 22

[malruniel11]

I sit here in my new life with vestiges of my old life haunting me.  There's an energetic pre-2 year old running around with her crackers (which she calls cookies) and toy broom, her 11 month old brother is babbling on the floor (he just cut his first tooth yesterday!), their older sister is still at her mother's for the weekend, and my beloved

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[pricelessone]

Why is my greatest strength my greatest weakness? How is it that I love so deeply, so strongly, so purely, so completely? How is it that no matter how many times I get hurt, I don't close up? How am I still open to this depth of love and how do I still love those who hurt me so deeply? And why does that love scare people? Why must there be motives behind my desire to continue contact and be a friend? Why am I told not to love? Why don't I have answers? Why do I have this gap that is part and parcel of my unseen armor?

This is so true. I can relate so much.

I enjoyed reading your post. You should keep it up if you like doing it. Nice first entry. I joined a few weeks ago, and my entry for Achilles Heel is in the Home Game thread if you're interested.

[malruniel11]

It's good to know that I'm not alone, both in the questions and emotions in the topic, as well as in being a late comer to the game. I'm about to go check out other HG entries now. ^_^ Thanks for your comment, and I'm glad you enjoyed it.

[wintersolstyce]

Clothes got stolen? How come I never heard this story?

And never stop loving. When you stop loving, you stop living.

[malruniel11]

In Ireland. The morning we got the news about the accident back at TU, we were all packing the bus and took time to pray on the other side of it. While we were praying, someone stole my and the bus driver's bags because the side was up for some last minute additions after prayer. We didn't notice until we got back to Greystones. This of course was the night before I was to tour Europe for 2 weeks. Thankfully I had stored all of my dress clothes and one pair of dirty undies that I was wearing when I'd washed everything else back at the Y, so when we got back, I just bought some underwear (dealt with just having one bra for 2 weeks), a new bag, toiletries and a couple t-shirts in Dublin, and wore mostly dress clothes for two weeks while backpacking!

[boxsofrain]

I find this entry interested, because it touches one part of my life I have not yet experienced, yet I look forward too. I enjoyed the rawness from the way you described it, and how you let the passionate side of you shine through in your writing.

[malruniel11]

Thank you for your kind words! I don't know any other way for this topic other than raw. It demands honesty and openness, completely shunning all attempts at cloaking it in silky words that make it seem smoother than the reality.