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Tuesday, April 26, 2011

I was momentarily in another world last night.




I was in the world where I had nobody to lean on.




In that world, I assumed that I was able to cope alone; until something broke me.




I couldn't get out of that world; it was awful. Last night was awful.




I wish I needn't return to that world so often...




In fact - I'm returning there lesser and lesser now.




Yet yesterday... was genuinely awful.




Yes I know I'm repeating myself, but it shows the magnitude of my self indulgence in the past last night... It was practically to an extreme of insanity.




And I didn't even realized it had been triggered.




I am still wondering what'd triggered my return to the estranged and distorted world I used to live in.




I remembered that he was exceptionally kind and gentle - he tried to make a detour in that journey I was making...




Unfortunately I didn't take the bait till I dozed off in great sadness.




Well, I woke up not exactly remembering that I was there...




It was that faint, disorientated feeling I felt that led me to my new world.




Exactly.




I felt disorientated in the old world.




That I do not belong.




For the first time in almost 4 years... I felt liberated.




Like I'm finally snapping out of something.




I'm secretly mourning for the lost of my right to grieve - yet elated about my newfound autonomy to happiness.




It's true that my bed of roses may sometimes find a bug or two; yet nothing beats having such a beautiful view of red amidst life's adversities.




I've taken another step away from history - it's not forgotten, but not painfully remembered (at least not as much).




I hope I can truly have the courage to take on my new task - that of an angel I promised to be to someone.




A promise I've given yet failed to fulfill.




You need to heal too.




We have such bright and happy future together.




With Isaac, Ian and Isabelle...




Together... we'll conquer all odds.