Regrets

Dec 17, 2006 01:07

Perhaps it was the pounding, rave-like electronic music in the car on the way home that rustled up this feeling that I need to come to terms with something I've been hiding from myself for a very long time. I keep telling myself that it's irrelevant now, but I can't help but think that I'm burying troublesome memories instead of drawing lessons ( Read more... )

regrets, hatred, memories

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not_a_cylon December 17 2006, 21:29:51 UTC
Wow, I guess I've never really seen you write before - you're an excellent writer!

I totally agree with everything you're saying. When we're first hurt by something we go through a period of reacting to it, often by trying to be the opposite kind of person to who we were when we allowed ourselves to get hurt in the first place. After a while we realize that by doing that, we're still letting the thing have control over our lives and that some of our lifestyle changes are actually just as negative as the original events. That's not to say that we don't change for the better as the result of bad times, but just that we don't want to throw out the baby with the bathwater ( ... )

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spyingthedir December 20 2006, 08:37:19 UTC
glad to see you're alive/e-alive.

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steplively December 20 2006, 23:41:00 UTC
hey chris, long time no see/hear/speak no evil.
what are you up to? something extraordinary, I presume :)

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