I'm not happy. Everything was supposed to be easier when immaturity and impulse faded and the wisdom of lessons learned the hard way was all that remained of adolescence.
I was wrong, obviously. I have tried desperately to "move on" as they say, but how in the hell do you do that when "moving on" means that you suddenly seem to develop complete amnesia, subconsciously protecting the conscious from what it can't handle?
I am completely frustrated, and I feel like all of the cautious baby steps have been for nothing...for absolutely not a damn thing.
And it's not getting ANY easier.
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