Forgive yourself -- you are innocent. Forgive your cousin -- he was weak and impulsive and is probably living with his guilt. Forgive your parents -- they were scared and weak.
I've spent long hours trying to untangle unknown grief, the world's and mine, without ever really understanding that it is not meant to be untangled but explored and experienced. Studied and seen. My heart will be both soothed and scalded, each emotion has a place.
Sometimes we have to let people go, even when we don’t want to, even if we never imagined a future without them. Sometimes we have no choice, so we have to make peace with that, as hard as it is. We can struggle against it, we can resist. Or we can set the other person free, and set ourselves ...
We are very lucky to have the freedom to choose for ourselves, to create our lives, and truly to be and do anything we want. Don’t insult this by staying in a place or experience that is not making you happy or totally turned on.
But I came back to tell about it. Strong. Angry. Soiled. Many years of emotion and resentment filled my blackened heart, until one day it was over. The songs didn’t hurt, the memories were trite, and the suffering become a distant memory. I see you now so vacant, wearing this shell of a man, ...
If you’re scared, it means that you know how chaotic my mind is right now. It means you’ve seen the insanity of my genius and -- like watching a horror film -- need to keep looking away from the gory parts while morbid curiosity keeps you in my theater.
I could tell you that I get scared sometimes that I’ll never find what I’m looking for. That maybe I live in a magical land within my mind, dreaming up someone who doesn’t even exist. That maybe my standards are too high and my inner romantic is too hopeless and all of the days I’ve spent with ...