Have you ever been so comfortable with the way things were, that you had failed to see all the warning signs and events to follow? Even as they were happening, you still felt a comfort in knowing that things would always be the same. Things so terrible and to most, unimaginable that such things could happen between individuals. I guess you just reach a point where you accept the comfort, the horrific events and chatter, and get settled in for the long haul; because that's all you think that you deserve in life. So much for happiness, it's over-rated anyway. We just want to live day to day SURVIVING, hoping that you're getting somewhere at some point.
What if I told you that you could leave? True happiness and fulfillment is possible, all you need to do is take that first step. Enough. No more living in a thorn covered comfort. You deserve so much more than the thorn bush you've been living in. Now you're free. You can move wherever you had wanted to in the past, before you settled into the thorns for the season. You can do anything you set your mind to.
However, you will hit days like today where you feel fine and act normal when around others; but behind the closed doors you are still trying to rise out of the thorn bushes. They grew around you, and segments of your clothing are still attached. Luckily, you can shed the branches and thorns off your clothes, but you may have some scratches that stick around for awhile, even a lifetime. You just need to make it out of the thorn bush before the branches grow around you in the next season.
When you do leave, it feels like a funeral. At least for me, it feels so unreal and so unattached because the person isn't there anymore. I know we had a past, memories, and some things that will last a lifetime. But that doesn't mean that I need to mourn the death. I can appreciate the past and move forward. I can miss the old times, and even cry about the good memories. I will not choose to mourn the bad memories. They're not worth anything to me. Isn't that what we do when people die? We forgive the bad blood in the past, so that we can finally move forward in our future. I choose to do that with my time. Forgive the crap, and keep the good memories...but I will not forget the scratches from the thorn bush because they're a daily reminder of how nasty things were when I was stuck in the branches. I will never return to that thorn bush, or another for that purpose. I'll stick to the path and keep moving forward.
