...the interplay of light and shade
No Such Thing
June 22, 2009Wrapped in my imagined unpenetrable bubble, it suddenly bursts unexpectedly. As a self confessed escapist, my “fleeing” tendencies came to a halt. Given an option between fighting and fleeing, I’ll always opt to flee. Because I detest confrontations, I abhor possible hurtful instances. One observer was right, there are limits to everything. After fleeing and running away for so long, I am forced to fight. Every word I said last night was true, my “fleeing” tendencies were done to save my own sanity. I am fighting now, not because I love him less but because I have to love myself more. I pray for normalcy. I pray for enlightenment. I pray that my decision 1.5 years ago was not a big mistake. Reality really bit me hard yesterday, there’s no such thing as a perfect life…no matter how fiercely one imagined it to be.
