Sour’s Nonsense

[Sour Soul]

If I can suggest, I'd say that if they did cause you such harm, the less you have to interact with them, the better.

That’s not feasible for my case, Rares.

I'm sorry you have to go through that.

Don’t be.

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I’d spoken about mistakes onto a recent post that I’d made last night. For this very post, relates to it, but this one holds more fear of not knowing if I am able to talk to the one I hold high regards outside this community. I wasn’t sure what to do or feel when I had made my way onto the steps of a door I wasn’t sure if I should bother knocking, but my mind was set and ready to come face with the one who not only hurt me, but those I hurt as well.

Mistakes can sometimes make us aware what we did wrong. As a person who overthinks, I often like how we learn from those errors, and hope we can prevent those from ever repeating. Last week events had slowly made its way onto two separate occasions for me.

First, it was my sister, who had return back to my parents, there… her and I made amends. I was joyous to know we can try to rebuild what little we have now. I didn’t care if I was the one who had apologized first; I simply wanted my little sister back.

Later on I receive a message, which was someone I thought was the one I often think about and pray for his safety and well-being.

Apparently the message wasn’t whom I was expecting, but I had already made contact with that person, who I’d mixed feelings about. The time we given each other space didn’t matter, because that person seem ready to go back at it. For me, I felt I was already slipping. I plead for that person to give me a chance to explain at the pace I could only go on in Skype, but that didn’t work. Voice chatting was my last option, which thanks to him, he give me a chance soon after I wanted to chat, rather use text.

I’d push away my needs and pain, along how my behavior can be for the sake of becoming very good friends again. Yesterday was a good day for us all. Amena, Fluttershy, and Maria was unsure how it will end, they thought I was going to get hurt again, but they rode along, as I was determined to reestablish what I won't lie, felt at times was beyond repairs, and I am pretty sure he felt that way as well. With a bit of compassion and understanding from him, we made headway for him and I to start over on a relationship I figure would lie in ruins for a long time, or perhaps for good.