Something's been weighing on my mind, something that disappointed me and bothered me because it meant absolute futility. And resistance is also futile, as they say, so, I just went with it and accepted it. Someone told me something, and it rang of truths. It was dark and depressing, as truths often are.
But. I. Might have been wrong. If I was, I think I'd be ecstatic. And hopeful.
And THAT scares me. Hope has the bad habit of back firing on me. Every time I've been hopeful for any change, it doesn't happen, and I get slingshotted pretty far backwards. But. It's here and stuff. So whatever. Onwards we go. Yes?
This is, on a matter completely different from the revelation that occurred a couple nights, that broke the dam and left me pretty damn vulnerable. It is kind of related in a weird sense, but not really. Has nothing to do with the fact.
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