I want to believe that all the choices I’ve made were for the best. I strive to become a better person than I was yesterday. But this journey alone has shattered my heart. Sometimes what’s best for you isn’t what’s best for your lingering heart.
The struggle between my mind and heart have taken a great toll on my soul. I have lost more than you can imagine, and I want so much to believe that it was for the better.
Why is it that I always felt that the best thing to do was let something go to move forward? What is this feeling still latching onto me? I have become cold. No longer exposed to the warmth I cherished dearly. I am at my worst.
Only at my worst I realize everything that I have truly lost.