I thought:
- that I would stop being in depression between the months of Feb - May…
- that I found happiness.
- that I can give it my all and get something in return - happiness.
- that I can fully trust someone and depend on someone because they told me to. And I believed them.
- that I wouldn’t fall flat on my face…
- that I won’t be foolish.
- that I should have listened…
- that this is an unforgettable experience and definitely not regrettable despite the pain and suferrings tied into it.
I know that I’m grateful for whatever has happened. Just having a bit of a hard time letting go… which I’m sure will happen with time. Time eases the pain, si?
