Mhm…
I replaced the headlights in my car with strobe lights, so it looks like I’m the only one moving.
I don’t believe in dwelling in the past. I believe that I should just move on and hold my head high. But I will (dwell), for just a few moments while I explain to you why I don’t believe in dwelling in the past.
I will not name this person, I will not say, he, she, black or white, fat or skinny. This person basically does not exist to me, which is why I cannot name if this person is male or female, black or white, so on and so on, because I don’t know this person anymore.
Recently someone tried to make my life miserable, by laughing at me, talking about me behind my back, trying to intimidate me, and for a while, I won’t lie (because I don’t like to lie or exaggerate or anything else like that — I would say I *never* lie but that would itself be a lie, because I have in the past), this person did intimidate me, and ruin my life for a few weeks. But then I realized, how miserable this person’s life must be, that to get joy, they must do everything in their power to make me miserable.
So you see, I was at that point, sitting in a pool . This pool (of sludge) was of the past, and what I wanted to be the present, but because I was thinking of that person, I couldn’t move on and get to the ladder to get out. In these last few weeks I’ve been cleaning myself off, but I haven’t been able to completely, because someone else had been on my mind.
This person (Who will also not be named in any way, shape or form) decided that we weren’t friends anymore, and I couldn’t find out why, well I finally figured it out, on my own a little bit, and the rest with a friends help. For privacy reasons, I will not divulge the rest on my blog, but I will say this, and hopefully this person will not be so stupid to think it is someone else: you don’t want to be friends? Okay, that is fine with me. I’ve been sick of your physical and mental abuse for many years, and I’m through with it. Why?
Because I no longer dwell in the past.
Posted: July 23rd, 2010 under Whatever.
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