Dear diary,
I couldn't have been more wrong. I thought that I could smile,nod my way through it,pretend like it would all be ok. I wanted to change who I was,someone without the past,without the pain. Someone alive. The bad things stay with us. We can't escape them,as much as we want to. All we can do is be ready for the good. So when it comes,we invite it in because we need it.
When you lose someone,it stays with you. Always remainding you of how easy it is to get hurt. It is what it is. Maybe it's for the best.
VD
