Thursday, 26 June 2008
I finally vented out everything that I've kept bottled inside of me since the split.
I just broke down. I finally cried.
For the first time since then, I cried.
I don't know who exactly reads this.
You want to spread it around? Go ahead.
I went and read through the shoebox full of the old letters and cards.
I literally cried myself to sleep.
But it was a good cry.
I know tears help to release the stress and tension that one feels.
At long last, I've cried out all that I have left in me.
And now, I feel strangely better.
I feel better than I've been in months.
I have let go of the burden I kept squashed beneath the constant distraction of friends.
Now I am ready to free fall into the unknown.
A load has been lifted from my chest.