I'm in this phase.
Starting to feel hope again, longing to move on, looking for every light that lies ahead promising a smile, or a laugh, or some cure for every rope that pulls me back into the memories filled with emotions. The ones I miss, the ones that bring tears.
Running head first for the other end of this phase. Wanting to be done with this, to not feel this anymore, for it to be over and to be content again. Who's to say though - how long this will last.
And who's to say it's even a phase. It's just a part of me now. "Accept it, be friends with it" say my interpretation of my favorite Tibetan Buddhists. Well, I'm trying, I'm trying damn hard.
My friend, my sister told me: no worries. just go through this phase and experience cool new shit.
Okay.
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