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Fear.
May 20, 2020 1:36:39 GMT -5
Post by Leels on May 20, 2020 1:36:39 GMT -5
Dear Journal, May 31, 2018
I'm scared. I'm scared of moving on from Thomas. I've come to that conclusion that I don't want to let anyone else in because I'm still not over the fact that he wrecked me. Just knowing that I've figured that out on my own tells me that I'm growing. I talked to Nathan last night about how he had the potential to hurt me very badly. He said that knowledge always has that potential and it's up to us to decide whether to use the knowledge for good or for bad. I had a really bad dream about Nathan last night. It really messed up my morning. The dream was about him moving into this rundown place with moss growing over the roof that caved in and there were a bunch of drug addicts that also lived there. He'd lost a lot of weight. There were needles all over the floors. His hair was black again. He brought me into the bathroom and took 6 horse pills before I ran out in tears. I woke up at 9AM and sent him a text about how much I appreciate his company and how much it makes me happy to see him sober whenever he comes over. I'm sure he won't know what to say.
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