Change is good...they say
Change is healing...they say
Change is cathartic...they say
Change is...moving on...they say
I've heard this. I've lived through this change. The catharsis burnt away all that pent up hostility I had seething within. Time healed all those wounds left raw and bare for all to see.
The goodness is still coming on...its never ending (I say).
The moving on...well...thats still processing...
I'd changed then.
I've changed back.
I am myself again.
There's no looking back now.
**Yet in those dark moments of self-doubt and self-introspection, happiness seems tiny in comparison to the gaping hole in my heart. The anger which had all but escaped from me, crawls back in inch by inch, trying to bog me down.**