Recovery
How often do i fall? As often as I used to blog… every couple of months. They last a couple of days, sometimes weeks.
Ultimately, the time will come to pick myself up again and emerge stronger then before. Setting aside all emotions that caused me that pain, suffering or anger.
The same emotions that made me so different, I could barely recognize myself.
The Fall
The Fall begins as soon as everything else starts crumbling. One thing leads to another, a chain reaction pummeling through like a herd of raged animals. It’s hard not to try and lend a hand to the ones affected, especially when you’re me. So i did, I gave a hand, an arm, a leg and a heart.
As usual, I ended up right in the middle of it. I think i practically lost my grip holding on to them… or they lost me.
As much as I knew this was coming, I made a choice to help even if I knew the consequences were severe on me. The field of play is all too familiar, somehow i already knew the outcome, whether I intervened or not.
Unfortunately, it was too late to pull out, since certain events caught my attention.
It starts as a fight for better judgement, a form of aggressive justice between two individuals in attempts to prove their points.
The Calm
A period where everyone pondered. A time when even troubles stood still. A time when everyone found a little happiness, a little joy in their doings. I did too, no less.
And we return to our lives, thinking everything is fine. thinking it was over.
Yet, many forget that when one ponders, it’s results depends on their feelings. What happened thereafter was inevitable.
The Storm
When you sail without direction, you’re bound to get lost or find something you’d never expect to find. In this case, the storm created confusion. So much that even I was losing my way.
I turned from counsel to counseled, back and forth. The storm was affecting everyones judgment, I was no exception.
So, i try to get back to the matter at hand, in hopes of not jeopardizing what i had worked for in the first place. When other’s are depressed, it affects me as well.
The Aftermath
A decisive measure was made. A decision that would bind them together once again. A decision that would pull them out of the storm. But what about the others?
Some were left behind, to fend for themselves. If they weren’t spending their time fighting over petty differences, they were struggling with their own lives. They would ultimately leave a trail in their wake, taunting those who were left to follow.
The Recovery
As things started calming down, a slow but painful recovery is at hand. As each one of us are attempting to recover, more issues tend to appear and the past starts to fade.
Although they are handled with perfection, some can’t help but feel displaced from these events, some have already found home, some never made it .
In The End
I really hope they appreciate what chance they have been given and carry on with their decision, because if i die before 30 from stress and they still aren’t close to even having children or getting married, i’m gonna f*cking haunt them and make sure they do.
if i get kids, i really hopoe they won’t turn out like this. Serious Headache. lol
I’ve decided to move along and follow the flow where ever it takes me. I think i’ve been going against it for far too long.. it is time for me to rest.
Brian <– Odd Ball of Vulgarity
