A plane ticket.
I messed up.
I am ashamed.
I wish I could reverse the foul act.
I wish she knew how much this hurts.
I think she knows, I am blocked from messaging her (well, she been done that).
She hasn't returned my email.
I am done.
I feel like death has hovered over me for quite a long time now.
I quit my job today.
I need to relocate.
I don't know if I can be here anymore.
I'm already packed... might as well do something about it.
I'm scrapping my projects... For now. No one wants to hear my pain.
I found an opportunity in Florida, that seems far enough.
I don't want to stop blogging, but I might have to.
I no longer have balance.
I don't think I ever will.
Friday, January 13, 2006
and so the extra gift has turned into
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Blogging can be an excellent way to work through this.
You do a great job of expressing yourself in the written word. If it's also cathartic for you to do so... it could help with your healing.
I hope you find peace in this, quickly, and discover that it was meant to be as there was something better in your immediate future!
i second what BILL said.
that's exactly it! we look at that closing door way too long and fail to realize the other doors opening up.
get on board, hassan. i'm rooting for you!
yeah... YOU inspired my recent post.
though i don't know the logistics of what's going on in your love life... i do know ONE enduring truth... life goes on.
keep working it out.
hugz,
neena
I'm going thru the process...
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