Realizations

[enigmaticide]

It's one thing to acknowledge someone else's brokenness. It's quite another to acknowledge your own. However, where TRUE life's wisdom resides, is the acknowledgment that the other person's brokenness does not fit with your own; couple that with the stoic resolve to part company, and remain that way, and you've done both that person, as well as yourself, a great service indeed, even if the other does not yet see it.

Despite my hermit tendencies, my heart loathes the emotional isolation. Why voice this inconvenient truth? Why write any of this at all? Self therapy? Maybe. My writer's spirit determined to make itself known, in the wake of published efforts failing to do so? Also a distinct possibility. Ultimately, I needed to sort my own thoughts and feelings out, in an effort of self-awareness and a grasp, at the certainty, that parting with her was the best thing for both of us. After all, we don't live in a fairytale; not everyone can be saved and, at the end of any given day, if we manage to save ourselves, that shall have to do.