It seems I'm back in that same dark place I was in on June 27th (and in the days that followed), IB.
I hear a voice in my head saying, "Had he been as real with you as you had thought?" Now I'm left thinking,
Why do I feel like I got duped by you?
I'm seeing myself in a room full of people, you included, laughing at me because I wasn't in on the joke - that being how foolish and gullible I am and have been. I'm remembering our precious memories in the sickest light, with so much unwelcome malice. I'm questioning your motives as I reminisce on our wonderful time together, and worse still, I'm questioning your character.
This is too dark a headspace, IB, and I feel like I'm getting consumed by it.
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