Old Blog Posts are Rather Depressing.
13 Jan 2011 Leave a Comment
in Being a Woman, Mental Diarrhea, Personal
Blogging’s so great for remembering just how you felt during those times that you’ve since tried very very hard to erase, delete from memory. So incredibly fucking depressing. Such a great way to bring back all the incredibly vivid memories, in dated detail of chaos and pain, the where/when/why and more than anything, the I DON’T KNOW WHY what the hell is going on times, or the blessed instances of divine inspiration, only to look back and read the mad ramblings of a _______________ .
Delete.
Delete. Delete.
Delete. Delete. Delete.
But no, I am not going to delete.
I am going to see how I’ve changed. I’ve grown.
I sound different. I am different. I am not who I used to be.
And then there are the silver lining moments in the darkness.
And then there are days of great learning.
And then there are records of great personal accomplishments.
There is no past, because I choose not to remember it.
There may not be a future, because I don’t know if I will live to see tomorrow.
There is only today. I will live today in a way that, should I see tomorrow, will make it all that much better.
More obstacles?
More challenges?
More opportunity to practice challenging those obstacles.
Perfect takes practice.
And today, I will practice.
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