There are days... like these and familiar. A switch that could flip in a milliseconds flash... that a girl, woman, lady; easily implode in such a manner. The thoughts are random in a head like that. Just from wreckless experience on my own, and Im lucky. Lucky to walk in an ever giving grace that because of those experiences (some to permeate a disfunction of family) that can recognize the habits that create the self distruct mode. Its a very thin line to cross over. Easy to get stuck in old ways of thinking. Ruts. Habits are practicing over and over again until you get it, life, right... sometimes to the point of insanity. Im often reminded of the movie groundhogs day. If you wake up every day, and you think your life sucks, guess what? It sucks. If you wake up with a daily dose of reminders as to why you got up today and make it count enters your mind... will you make it so? Im am recently overwhelmed with a quite, repeatedly seen and read. Be sweet to yourself... How can you be when no one has ever really taught you how. And on top of that... how do you teach an 11 year old girl that? As well as, being independant of anyone else? How will she ever know what its going to be like to fall in love and who will give her a good example to go by? Thatll be her journey I suppose... Ive already warned her though. That first one is going to hurt like hell. Shell probably want to act out like this. Because this is the kind of stuff hurt and pain causes. It causes a certain, distinct sensory overload. It makes one a little rebellious.
Posted on: Wed, 03 Dec 2014 03:01:58 +0000
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