pixiepearl

Neither Rock Nor Hard Place...


I can't remember the last time I've been so stuck between two different things. Not since that day I was 13 years old, sobbing and packing my bags to move from point A (my mother) and point B (my father). But even then, at the time, the choice seemed very clear....leave the people you love out of the name of self preservation.

That's where I am now. And frankly, I've never been so heart broken. And,honsetly, how can I give you the answers when I don't even truly know them myself? All I want to do is hold every little painful thing inside me and smother it with a goose down pillow, but I know that won't make them go away....I know deep down they'll just continue to smolder like buried coal in a seemingly dead campfire waiting to be left alone so it can create a wild forest fire. So what am I do do? Choose those I love or myself? Steal my happiness with the cost of their heart break?

And that leaves me here....arriving in point B, looking back at point A wondering if my choice was correct.