This is going to be a strange one to read because it's going to lack details. This one's entirely about feelings.
About 15 years ago, something happened that threw the world I knew into a tailspin. I felt betrayed, angry, confused, uncertain, heartbroken, and I needed a lifeline. It took months to get over the shock, and years to recover from this event and the resulting fallout. Life had changed, people in my life had changed, and I grew to accept certain realities and facts, even becoming fairly nonchalant about things.
Then tonight, like some bad replay, the same circumstances appeared to arise once more, and I fell to pieces again, though not as dramatically as I did as a sheltered 19 year old. Now 34 and more experienced at living with the fallout from 15 years ago, I didn't feel confused or uncertain, but the feeling of betrayal was so overwhelming this time.
Within a short time, things changed for the better, but residuals feelings have me seriously questioning the concept of trust. My feeling of betrayal has largely given way to worry. I worry about the future.
Facing uncertainty...
...Wish you were here.
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