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Writer's Block: Sleep on it
Sep. 25th, 2009 10:47 am[Error: unknown template qotd]
yes, of course. Haven't we all?
I don't believe I've ever been offered, or been given, forgiveness. And I don't believe I know how to forgive.
Apologies don't ever seem to fix anything.
So I've learned to live with regrets as best I can.
And time and forgetfulness are the best healing I've been able to find.
FWIW, I don't forgive myself, either. Even if my words are eventually forgotten by those they've hurt, their echoes still lash away at my soul and fill me with shame and regret whenever I think of them. Which is why I try not to think of them.
All I can do is try to be better today, and tomorrow, and the day after that. And my half-forgotten, sometimes-remembered failures weigh and weigh on me, until they'll eventually press me into the ground.
But today is a cold and rainy day, good weather for melancholy. And I'm so, so tired. So take these words with as much salt as needed to make them palatable.
yes, of course. Haven't we all?
I don't believe I've ever been offered, or been given, forgiveness. And I don't believe I know how to forgive.
Apologies don't ever seem to fix anything.
So I've learned to live with regrets as best I can.
And time and forgetfulness are the best healing I've been able to find.
FWIW, I don't forgive myself, either. Even if my words are eventually forgotten by those they've hurt, their echoes still lash away at my soul and fill me with shame and regret whenever I think of them. Which is why I try not to think of them.
All I can do is try to be better today, and tomorrow, and the day after that. And my half-forgotten, sometimes-remembered failures weigh and weigh on me, until they'll eventually press me into the ground.
But today is a cold and rainy day, good weather for melancholy. And I'm so, so tired. So take these words with as much salt as needed to make them palatable.
