Mad and Hurt (But Mostly Hurt)
For the first time, I don’t want to explain. I feel the usual urge to scream at your face and make you realize that you are wrong whichever way you look at it. But I know it’s useless. And I don’t have the energy. What, go through it all over again just to show you how every second of it was hell for me? No, thank you.
It was a weird feeling, to be so mad and hurt (but mostly hurt) that I wanted to puke. In my mind, as I puked, I watched whatever remained of the little respect I have for myself go down the drain with that night’s dinner.
The people you love best can hurt you the worst. I learned that the hard way that night.
October 22nd, 2005 at 9:07 pm
hey eric,
grabe, such a suprise huh, i happen to be reading your posts din, tapos nakita ko may comment dun sa akin, and its from you, im good, kaw? love your posts nga pala, hahaha, naging addiction ko na rin magbasa ng blog ng iba, parang stalking no? hehehe, hope to hear from you again friend…miss you