A very good friend and mentor of mine died just a little over a year ago now. I lost touch with him and his wife years ago. We drifted apart because I let it happen. I chose to be a people pleaser to someone who couldn’t be pleased. I was to ashamed to stand up for myself and to face them after years of letting a bad relationship ruin a good one. When I found out he had cancer, I pretended I didn’t know. When I found out he had died I just cried alone and didn’t talk about it with anyone.
I can’t undo it now. I can never go back and apologize, or make it right.
I’m having a hard time reconciling my accounts with myself.
I’m still married to the guy that I let them go for to make him happy. I don’t know what I want anymore. I can’t go back. Leaving him won’t fix it.
There are doorways and forks in the road in this life. I feel like mine is starting to feel like Alice’s with endless tea parties full of crazy people and Cheshire cats that appear as floating heads when you least expect them. I don’t know how to get out of this looking glass and back to somewhere.... I don’t know.