They say that time heals all wounds.
But I seriously think they're lying. I can't think about what used to be without my eyes tearing up, and my heart clenching in pain. I guess no matter how much I say I am, I'm still not over it. I'm over him...yes, that much is true. But I'm not over what he did to me.
I'm leaving tomorrow for Georgia. Stockbridge Georgia to be exact.
My aunt is sick, but let's be honest. My aunt is dying. It's time I'm honest with myself. I don't do it enough, Lord knows that. She means a lot to me, and I'm glad that I get to say goodbye. I don't know what I'm going to do without her to call some times. I guess, that with time, I'll get better.
When I think about it, it gets harder for me to breathe. I hope none of you have to deal with the horrors I deal with each day of my life.
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