I’m walking in a land of fire
Coals scorching my feet
Sparks flying through the air
Smoke choking my lungs
I know that this trial is somehow necessary, that in order to grow, I must burn away that which has become burdensome. That I’ve come to another crossroads in my life, & I have to fight, to strive, to prove to myself that I am ready for the next step, whatever that may be.
But, Goddess, the fires are intense.
I’ve cut ties with someone I was speaking to. He wasn’t going to live up to his words, anyway. And, my heart was elsewhere.
It’s been tied up for years in someone else’s ribbons, & I don’t think it’ll ever change.
I’m probably destined to spend my life alone, because I gave my heart away to someone who will never show up to fully claim it.
But, if that’s the way it is, I’ll live with it.
My brother tried to make small talk through text about my birthday, as well. *sigh*
After years of issues between us, I’m not going to just forgive and forget everything he’s said & done. I’m not a “sweep it under the rug” kind of woman.
He wounded me deeply, and cannot admit his culpability.
So, I finally said as much back in a text, and – lol and behold – *crickets* since then.
If you cannot admit your responsibility for your actions, if you cannot admit your own wrongdoing towards another person, and apologize, sincerely and wholeheartedly for hurting them, then obviously, you don’t believe you ever did anything wrong.
Update – I just received a text that says “I have no idea what you’re talking about”.
My point exactly.
I’m done.
Convenient how they “forget” the words they use to wound others with.
But I will never forget how he said his “little sister died years ago”.
He’s right.
He killed her.
I’m not that little girl he once knew.
But then, he never bothered to get to know the grown-up woman.
Whatever.
I don’t have time for him.
I’ve got embers in my eyes, and smoke curling around my hands.
Time to take a walk.
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