So someone who I thought was going to leave me alone for hopefully the rest of my life has found his way back to me. And I don't even know how to feel about it, I am so happy that he is speaking to me again but I don't want to go back through the whole song and dance of his mood swings making me dizzy. He must really think I'm stupid because he tries to talk about things that we've already talked about like we haven't talked about them. Like he wants to forget any conversation we've ever had.
It's frustrating, and annoying, and it hurts, and I hate it.
I wish I could hate him, but I can't. He has me between this rock and hard place where I can't escape him but I'll never be to him what he is to me.
I just wrote a letter to my past self warning me to not get in my car accident, and to also avoid meeting the boy I'm talking about. He has effected me so much that I wish I had never met him, so, as I said in my letter, "this huge part of your heart will remain yours, not floating around in limbo because he didn’t want it, and no one else has been able to rescue it."
I wish my past self could take that advice, but she can't. I can't go back in time to make that happen, or to warn myself, or stop this huge event in my life from happening. So I have to live my life as if it doesn't effect me, and doesn't hurt me, and just smile and try to continue to make it through as much as I possibly can.