From strength to strength

The split and seiving of a mind, a thousand memories, ten years you try to go back, try to fix things. But they don't tell you that it can't be fixed. There are some things you can't put back together. The dismissal of all of this--the shock and acceptance that it's over, that it was never real, that you are not and I am not and this is not--to let all that go.... What is now strength was once weakness. You must build on your pains, build on your trials in order to become more.......

I don't know anymore. I am through with trying to fix things. There are some who cannot be fixed. There are some who refuse to be fixed. And there are others who don't even know that they need to be fixed.








How much of all of this was true and how much of it was not? How much of you is what you've invented for everyone, for all of your friends, and how much of it is genuine? "You do not do and you do not do" but maybe this is what you need. Maybe you will find your peace. I don't want you to think though that this is easier. Like death you are unreachable to me, and so like death I have to let you go. Until you break your demons I cannot help you.