SmokeySP Posted January 24, 2014 Posted January 24, 2014 I've been snowed in for two weeks since my ex broke it off. I've ran the full spectrum of emotion from grief, sadness, anxiety, depression, anger and loathing. Every day I'm getting over her and realizing the truth of what was going on and the lessons that I learned. I have to drive past the place where we used to work, she still does there, every day and I even passed her on my way back from the gym. All of my friends at the gym were shocked with what happened because they've known her for years and they keep asking me questions. I tell them the truth not out of spite or anger but because that is what I feel is right. She's going down a path that is going to kill her and she chose drugs over love. One of the things she kept telling me to do was travel. I have a few months before basically signing my life away for the next twenty years or so and getting into my career. Besides the retarded arctic conditions there's no reason why I can't just off and go somewhere random. Explore a new city, see new things and have some time by myself to figure things out. Get away from all the bull**** and hurt that's here. I will be moving back home to the other side of the U.S in a few weeks once the weather clears up which means this chapter of my life is over but while I'm still here I feel like I need to go roam around and see what I can find. It may be just for a day or two, once a week or every other week. But this might be exactly what I need to get me through all of this. I've been counting down the days until I can get out of here and leave this place. I thought that if I fell in love with someone here I could be happy but I've always wanted to go back to the city (I'm from a big city and moved to the country). Even though I've been here for a long time I've always hated this place. There are no opportunities, a pill pandemic pretty much takes everybody over and all you see is widespread hopelessness. Even for all of it's beauty it's still dead.
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