Is restoration ever possible? This piece highlights the depths we go to and quite possibly never recover from.
Nothing has been the same since you left.
I am far from myself.
Trying to be things I feel I cannot.
It isn’t what you would want from me.
You knew the real me. You had accepted it with open arms & wanted me to stay that way. It was something that should have been so easy to do.
In fact it was.
But it was not easy for me somehow.
Incompetent I am for failing to do a simple task.
How I wish I could revert to that last time we spoke. Had I known it would be the final time, my words would be rearranged to keep you. To give myself a final chance to prove myself.
Every time I look back I that day, I consider it one of my biggest failures.
Because time after that has me filled with so much regret for all of my…
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