One hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes....
That is basically the same as one year.
One year....I can't believe a year went by so fast!
I went through hell, died inside, and I moved on.
I was so numb before, so frightened, so scared. But I am mainly over it now. Who I was before is no longer who I am, no matter how much it hurt. No matter how much the scars remain, I am not that person any more. And thank god I'm not! I would have died inside if I was to go on that way any longer than I did.
I'm doing fine now....
Truly doing fine.
One day, things will be better, and one day the scars will fade. One day I will be able to smile and laugh. One day I will be happy.
I have to hold on to hope.
A year ago, I was with Adam, realizing I did love him even though I had to leave him. And I knew I had to leave him. A year ago today, I was just getting closer to Ted. A year ago today, Ian and I were doing god knows what, but I know he was helping me.
One hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes; how do you measure, measure a year?
Yes, I am quoting Rent. I'm trying to google the song lyrics, because I can't remember it exactly, but every website with audio/video content is blocked....
THAT is annoying.
Well, I need to work on some stuff, so...See you loves!