the reason i sometimes dun say stuffs is because i m adverse to questions and contrary to popular belief, i m actually a private person, at times though.
so those in the know have heard the story though i dun think there is one person who has heard the full story so far, mostly due to my poor memory. wat i have not said is that i've repeated this story like a hundred times (figuratively) n each time i go back with a fresh stab of hurt. which in my opinion prob concludes that i still have a distance to where i want to be, however small.
have no doubt though that i m a happy person, no matter how weird it may sound, even to me. i feel that ultimately i m still me, and i feel like the same person, equally happy, attached or single, which IS peculiar to me because things aren't the same anymore.
through this post though, i simply wish to acknowledge to myself that a) i no longer have feelings for him anymore (this i m positive) b) i m still hurt from the abandonment which leads to c) i m afraid of moving on.
i think accepting is already one step closer to "nirvana" than anything and i have no qualms about repeating this story because i know that one day when i retell this very story, i will no longer feel what i feel now.
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