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There is so much evidence of you everywhere. Little things I notice. Words people say. A few photos here and there. Cigarette fragrance on clothing and leather seats. Tidal waves in my dreams, shaking me in my waking moments. If only I could light my memories of you on fire.
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Moments..
I’m getting back into tumblr as a journal of sorts
I feel like none of my old followers actually still keep up with my blog, so this is where I’m gonna vent.
Some things you do to yourself. And you sit there in the days following kicking yourself repeatedly for looking like such a dipshit. But other things...the other things that people put you through seem about the same as far as pain goes, except there is the constant, droning thought of, “What did I do wrong; how can I be right in the future; how can this feeling be avoided?”
It’s in these moments where I feel most self conscious...my thoughts move 1000mph and they are all visions of you being where I want you, which is right here next to me.
No matter how many times I endure it, a broken heart never gets any easier. I know that I need to be alone for a while and learn how to do so happily. But every time I am given the opportunity, someone saunters across my path, maybe again or for the first time, and I develop this attachment. Co-dependency is something that I struggle with on a daily basis since getting sober, and definitely before getting sober. I just felt it less under the opiate cloud. Now that I’m sober, there’s nothing else to mask this soul crushing sadness.
When will it end?
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