It’s amusing in a slightly heartbreaking way the ways in which lessons are delivered. My inner dialogue went something like this: “I’m going to be different this time” and then some. And then you were not what I expected and I don’t know how to move forward. It’s moments such as these were I wonder if patterns have a point and if those same years of the same experiences were put here for my own benefit. But we move on, express an interest in growth and look onwards and upwards and everything is supposed to feel okay.
For the most part it does, until weeks like these.