I think I finally understand how much the truth actually hurts. It had to take me seven long years to realize that. And it still hurts even when I say I have moved on. Yes, I have moved on. But the memory is still there. The memory of the pain, the anger and joy still embedded inside. All it needed was a little nudge and a poke to rekindle all that past emotions.

I don't know if I really wanted to hear all the truth. I had it played in my mind repeatedly for the last 7 yrs. I rehearsed what I would say if ever our paths were to cross again. It was there. All the preparations were done. I was ready--or so I thought I was.

03.11.13