My relationship has been poisoned over time. It will NEVER be free of the past.
Like the old saying, “ forgiven but never forgotten “. This stuff about “ moving on “ or “ closure “ , are just meaningless psychological babble. True love is lost.
Sometimes something is so broken it can never be repaired. So why in God’s name do I keep trying ? If I’m talking to someone who speaks a different language I’ll NEVER be able to understand them. Communication is nearly impossible. I curse addiction. Because that’s what it really is. I’m addicted to sameness. To a pattern. To a routine that I don’t have the courage, resources, or abilities to change. I’m such a sorry individual. Where is my prefrontal cortex ?
Why are my emotions running the show ? I wish they could be cut out.
There’s supposedly so many lonely people in the world , where are they ?
Why can I not find a single one to befriend ? I’m so tired of this .......