My Chest Hurts, Does it Show?

 

Life can be tough once you lose your innocence. There's no easy way back, and you might feel stuck in a difficult situation, wondering when things will get better.

I'm lying in bed feeling sad while listening to Sam Opoku's "Old". It's tough when you can't shake off thoughts of that one person during low moments. Maybe they weren't the only one who hurt you, lied, cheated, or mistreated you, but they were the first. They made you realize that such bad things can happen.

Reflecting on the past, I'm recalling the emotional and mental abuses I

endured. He painted me as a villain in the eyes of the public just to deflect inquiries about our relationship.

The shift from "Oh, she's just our group head" to the bombshell revelation of "She's carrying my child, and my family wants us to marry" was drastic and remains shocking, even after the passage of several years.

I notice I'm not very patient with people nowadays, and I can't quite figure out how I got here. A bit of distrust, and I'm out the door. I guess leaving first means I won't be the one getting hurt, right?

Living in this world and trying not to hurt the ones who say they love me is quite a tough gig.

People who hurt you will always a good life. It is you who will always suffer.

The text is quite lengthy already. No worries, though. Have a restful night!