This human heart depends upon a dozen lies to keep keeping on, don't let the truth come along and interfere where it don't belong.
Events have come thick and fast. Big stuff, on a loop, on a bruising timeline and in a pace I hadn't really thought possible. And I have found it increasingly hard. Good intentions pave roads to Hell, this I know, but having some of those good intentions thrown back in my face has been somewhat gruelling. I don't think it's been on purpose so much as unthinking but, then, unthinking implies a certain amount about things does it not?
And so an old, familiar, refrain resurfaces: what is it about me that makes me unloveable?
There had been a day of positives you know, genuinely, after some worry that things would continue without me. But, as I tried to reflect on that, well, the situation in front of me turned sour and, suddenly, all that positive, all that good, seemed utterly irrelevant. Instead, I was forced to analyse language and realised that my words had not been reciprocated for some time (since the last time I posted here, fact fans) and I reflected and thought: wait. I have been here before, of course, very little stays new for long. Honestly, I've had a reasonably good run.
Don't embrace the lies you tell yourself.
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