So it begins.... I will start with the Doomsday
I think this would be the only post I will be talking about it. I may refer to a few things in future but this story ends here. Why this post is important is because to understand why people say or do certain things we need to understand the events that took place in their life. Of course, over time an uncountable such events occur, but some events can be the tipping points, to who you are as a person. And this is about that.
It's about a friend, someone I loved dearly, intended to marry, someone I lost. I mean that is person is not dead, and sometimes I think it might be easier if it was that (*touchwood*), but I guess not. We grew up together, all of the firsts, but somewhere I believe it wasn't just meant to be.
It's been 3 years since, and it was quite abrupt really. Ending eight years long relationship over texts seems quite hurtful or maybe you just never know what's going on in someone's mind.
I have never been the same since then. I have known her for almost 20 years now, and sometimes it's just hard to accept. You cannot cry about it all the time, but that's what everyone ends up doing. I think it's the general feeling of helplessness, fear and I don't think it ever goes away. You start expecting less from people in general, and though most of the them are disappointing, you take a leap of faith from time to time. Not really sure if it works out. I hope it does.
Circling back to this, there's a lot about it, and this is not about her so I will close this post here.