I start this blog with a regret. Regret that I didn't do this a long time ago. A created this account over five years ago; something I didn't even realize until today. And I started two different blogs (and actually wrote things!) since then, but never published anything. But, as much as I regret not following through then, the last year of my life could have truly seen the benefit of a mental and creative outlet.
It was over 365 days ago that the sentence "We need to talk" was spoken to me. Apparently, people really say that, stereotypes be damned. There's no point in going into the "who's", "what's", and "why's" of everything, needless to say, it wasn't good. And I was lost. Distraught. Heartbroken. What was I going to do? And for about six months, I honestly did not know.
I spent many days and nights asking myself that question: What am I going to do? Well, for awhile, I didn't do anything other than drive. A lot. I would leave work and just before making the turn into my driveway, I'd keep going. I didn't want to be
Bruce Wayne: What would you have me do?
Alfred Pennyworth: Endure, Master Wayne.
And endure I did. After all, what else could I do? I took things slow and make changes here and there. And not just changes for others. Changes for me. And one day, I woke up and had the strangest feeling. The feeling that everything was okay.
I took life by the horns. I did my best to make life enjoyable again. And I succeeded.
A lot has changed in my life over the past 12 months. There have been more changes of things than I knew I had things to change. My house is a home. I don't lie awake at night fretting over minutiae of things that I could have done differently or things that I didn't do at all.
A lot has changed in my life. The main thing is regret. Now, I don't have any.
- J. Vess
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