Sometimes I wish I had a comepletly neutral "party" to talk to. I have so much to say but no ear for it to travel to. Sure, I could divulge every thought running through my head, but then my concience reminds me of the offenities I will cause.
One thing I can say is that the current emotion I feel is pain from a vast hole in my heart where the love of a good friend once was. When anyone brings this up I shake it off, saying how immature she is and how I am over the whole thing. However, I feel broken. I got so close to one person only to be left behind without a goodbye. Whenever I think about the past events I start sobbing at the friendship/sisterhood I formed and lost. It is an unexplainable pain when someone you divulged every secret with and spent countless days with decides to end a friendship by leaving your belongings on your front doorstep. It has been almost a year and I still refuse to really open up because I am afraid to be hurt again.
