As far as I know, today I have been in the closest proximity to the dumper for the past 6 months. He was at my brother's house and we had to drop my brother off. Yes, they all still hangout together every weekend.
This made me sad instantly despite having had an awesome day until that point. The fact that he hangs out so much with my brother and his family should not bother me, should it? My mum and dad also keeps talking about the dumper (ie. if he wanted to sell some of his furniture,etc). Do they not know that I do not want to talk about him or be reminded of him even for the slightest while? All this talk about the dumper has now left me on the verge of tears. If only we did not live in the same town and if only my family would not ever mention him again, things would be better. Seriously, I was having a fabulous day.
To top it off, tomorrow I have to go back to the old apartment that the dumper and I had shared to pack my stuff. Not a wise choice given my vulnerability this evening. For the past couple of days, I have wondered if rushing off to Vancouver (and outta this town) as soon as school is over would be such a good idea. After all it is the summer and that is the best time to be here. Now I remember why I wanted to leave ASAP. Time to move on and start a new life. It won't be easy but I can do it. I know I can.
One of these days, I will not look at a beautiful sunset and feel overwhelmed by remorse. One of these days, there will only be happiness and appreciation for life without the bittersweet part. One of these days, I will find a place to call home. At this point, I'm pretty certain Vancouver is a good candidate.
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