A good friend of mine lectured me last night, and I thank her for that. I don't know what I was hoping for. So what if she was living better or worse without me? What do I stand to gain with that knowledge?
You know, I was emotionally numb for a while, maybe a long time. I'm starting to recognize how I feel now. I'm bitter. I'm hateful. I've got fists clenched up so tight my knuckles are white. I've got so much rage pent-up right now I swear one minute nuisance will set me off into an uncontrollable rampage.
Maybe 30 years from now I can look back at this with fond memories. Maybe God's love can still make us brothers and sisters. But we'll never be friends again.
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