You don't know I'm going through this
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on Tue, Oct 2, 2012 at 9:00 AM
Six months ago we ended our life together and splintered into two entirely different worlds. As it turns out, time hasn't been providing the first aid people say it does. What time has served to do instead is heckle, doubt, berate and exacerbate any infectious feelings and trangressions that resulted from our loving but turbulent relationship and inferno of a break up.
I loathe that I love you still. I think I said that I didn't.
My mind has been colonized by every burdensome thought possible surrounding our deceased union. My ability to reason is constipated, and so I am left shrugging through a dense cluster of turds that are our mutually maimed memories. Now I am left wading through this most torturous shit in an attempt to digest properly, long after you have likely moved well beyond the bowels of our past. —I'd Rather Have a Hemorrhoid