Can Anyone Fix a Broken Heart?

Hey everybody. Just a little update before I get to the heart of this post. This week has been okay, I suppose. Loneliness has set in, and I'm really missing my girls. They are all over Facebook, and I miss seeing them face to face. I started my second class on Monday, called Great Writers of the Western World. It's been pretty good, so far. I mean, I'm only a week in, but I'm liking it okay. The first couple of stories were morbid and creepy, but the work is not too bad. This weekend, up to Tuesday, I have the entire house to myself, and I get to be an adult and be me and blast music loudly and all hours of the day and such. I'm kinda excited about that. :) I still have had no luck in finding a job, and I got even more good (not) news on Monday. I have to have my wisdom teeth out. ASAP. So, I have an appointment with an oral surgeon on Thursday to set up surgery and stuff like that. Hoorah. I also get to go to my Aunt Vick's house Monday night for dinner. I'm excited about that because I haven't seen her in a while, and I've missed her. 

Now to the heart of the post. I have been having a rough time these past few days. When I went back to church for the first time, I went to see people I hadn't seen in five months. Most of them didn't recognize me, and were pleased to see me. But there was one friend, well, former friend now I guess, who wasn't happy to see me. I said hi to her, and she said that it wasn't me, and that her best friend was dead. I said that it was still the same me, just a different size, and she said that it wasn't and walked off. She was usually the first one to greet me and was like my little sister. Hearing those words really hurt me, and made me question if I was still the same. I kinda forgot about it, or at least I thought I did. Then, a few days ago, I just felt all of the emotion well up inside of me. I was upset, angry, and just discouraged, and scared. Now that my greatest fear, losing a friend, had come true, what was to stop it from happening again? Then, I just went numb for a couple of days. I didn't want to feel anything or do anything. I cried a lot, and my heart felt shattered. My chest hurt from the pain. I'm still hurting from all of that, and I want to forget it, but it's at the forefront of my mind right now. So, still hurting, and my heart still hurts. Anyways, have a good week you beautiful people you!

Stay Beautiful!
Marlee

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