What is in a decision? Why is it that the fact which I have been in a constant stuggle with for weeks, Still makes me question. A fact is a fact, There is no changing a fact. But still my empathetic mind keeps trying to bend that rule, even though the odds are very much against me. I'm feeling better, yet worse. It is by far the wierdest thing. Everything I do, every action I make is pure catharsis. My emotions manifest themselves in all the wrong ways, such catharsism. I don't know who I am working so hard at becoming, a little less anemic? A little less torpid? I can't even decipher that myself. All i know is that I'm hurt, rejected, thrown aside. That's all i know right know. I'm better sick and lost anyway, at least it is familiar territory.
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