The imperfection I’m hiding?

A considerably large and festy cold-sore.  Painful too, might I add.  Representing emotions that I need to release… words I need to say…

So what is it I need to say to certain people?

You are no longer a part of my life.  You have no influence over how I live, how I love, how I parent, what I say, what I do or when I do it.  You have no power over my future.  My future is shaped entirely by me.  By me and the ones I love.  And the ones who love me, as I am.  Not how they want me to be.

I forgive you because you can’t  forgive me.  Because does it really matter who was right?  Was there even a right or wrong in all that has gone before?

All the same, I won’t let you be a part of those who mean the world to me.  I will protect them from that.

So, piss off. Get out of my head.  Get out of my sub-conscious.  I don’t want you there.  You’re not invited and not welcome.  The cycle ends here.

 

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