yep, Time Heals All Wounds...
so so true! i have often reflected on this when i find myself struggling to come to terms with something, usually a loss...and in recent months as i struggled to come to terms with Chris re-appearing in my life (although, now i think that i no longer represent a possible sexual conquest for him he is going to disappear, and that just may be a bloody good thing!) and what that meant about me etc, it would have been good to remind myself of this old, but very very true, adage...
so it is now nearly 3 months since he showed up and i have pretty much worked through all the emotions that his arrival prompted...i'm no longer angry with him or with myself, i'm no longer consumed by a childhood dream that him and i are 'meant to be together', i no longer expect anything from him, i don't even know if he makes contact, whether or not i want contact with him...
i'm no longer sad (for the most part) about the impact his actions have had on me, and i no longer have him on a pedestal as the sort of man i want to be with...guess that's one good thing about having spent a bit of time with him! see in reality he doesn't even come close to the version i had constructed in my head...
soooo it's true! time is the great healer, and sure alcohol, chocolate, tim tams, mindless things that feed the senses all help with the healing process, but ultimately time is the only way...
soooo as i reflect on arguably the most difficult few months of my life, i am starting to realise that i will be ok and that his turning up, whilst not welcomed necessarily, has served it's purpose...
and you know what? it hasn't taken me anywhere near as long as i thought it would to put my life back together...i am starting to feel happier and content with my lot again...loving that!
nite x
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