resignation
People always say that they fought for me, but never enough to matter. It is such a challenge to keep a straight face when people say that what happens to me is unfair – when they tell me I didn’t/don’t deserve it. The answer I give is always the same: “ what’s done is done ”. What else can I say? The word “ sorry ”… the phrase s “ I didn’t mean to- ” / “ sorry for the trouble ” … - they have no effect on me, anymore. When will people learn not to get carried away and inflict hurt onto others? The truth? The truth is it’s I who must live with the hurt of it all. Apologies and late onset remorse from others mean nothing to me. I’m not after vindication. What matters to me is that I close chapters – that I scratch all of it from my memory. My heart is so desensitized, now, that the notion of attachment is something I’ve detached from. All it took was one last disappointment before the start ...