Posted: May 28, 2012 in hidden admonishment

I don’t like where I live
or where I work
or how much emphasis I have to put on money each month.

I’m still angry with a woman I’ve never met.
I still harbor resentment towards childhood…friends.
They were friends.
I can’t find a way to forgive my sister who has already forgiven herself.
And I want to be happy that she has.

I wish I could.

This weekend was humbling, and it only hit me due to a split second oversight
when I locked myself out of isolation and autonomy.

I don’t know if you ever believed anything I told you or if it would make any difference.


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