8.11.14

Day 311 of 365: (A late entry for November.8.2013)

Before I end the night I think it's only right of me to talk about what happened to me and what made me change as the person I am a year ago today.

Don't ever use someone past or someone's being to judge them because you don't know what they've been through to survive.
Some people don't understand the things you do to cope and fill the void of the emptiness or the pain that a situation or an individual that can inflict upon you.
It can bring a great amount of pain and sometimes it may even take years to fully heal.
Luckily enough I may be depressed for a bit, but as a person who was born in the mighty Chinese Zodiac of the Horse or the Sagittarius blood running in my veins I'm not the typical person who will be defeated.
Yes, you may have brought me down because I got depressed over it, but like you said yourself get over it.

In a nice term "you are on your own now. Good luck and I wish to erase you everywhere in my life."
Probably during the beginning I should have seen that one coming.
I shouldn't have let my emotions or feelings get the best of me and I should have let my mind do the whole calculated risks things.
When I do the calculated risk... my chances of bringing or putting myself in a position which later in my life would be unhealthy I should have known when to stop my feelings so I don't get fucked over.
But, I did got fucked over a year ago.
But I made it out.
And until now I'm still at the point where I have to keep going so I don't look back so I don't remember how bad I was treated or was played a year ago.
The nights that you wish would end so you're not as depressed as you seem to be or the days that are the same because they are longer and those times were you feel like giving up because you don't want to be flooded by lingering memories anymore of something happy and sad at the same time.
We all have to go through that I guess.
If somebody ask me now how do I feel about what happened to me or about that person I would say: "meh"
I don't really feel anything.
I don't even know what to say.
I just feel indifferent.
Like you got fucked over and what's worse than being fucked over.
Pretty much nothing.
So I feel nothing now.
I'm blanked.