Truth or the Trigger?
I remembered Phone Booth as an excellent film. Better the second time.
If someone studied you, without notice, would they have something on you?
Are your secrets stored in your head or in your acts?
If you confessed would your life be better for it?
If it is so terrible why do you do it?
What did I do? I harboured ill thoughts of my mother. I don't think that's the worst thing I ever done but it was one of my failings I can do something about and for a long time was fundamental to my being. Three weeks ago I forgave her and the liberation was immense. Imagine that, living with all that resentment.
Strangely enough, it was something I thought about two years ago. Just over seven years I had spent with my fiancée. I never sought any limelight and she suffered for it. Reluctance to be seen can be misconstrued for a lack of effort. Consequences of all being that I never made events, in fact, I avoided them if possible. In effect never making her feel as special as she is and giving her memories to suit.
Firsts are important, events are important and I couldn't make up for what I hadn't done.
Mistakes are fine but making the same mistake twice is sinful.
Hmmm, that's my dark past neatly wrapped into 150 words, didn't think that was possible until writing it out.
Congratulations. If you have read this far then you are in a unique club. You're the only ones that know about me. I don't talk about myself unless someone asks. These questions have never been asked of me in face to face interactions, but that doesn't mean I do not wish to answer them. Hence they are here for anyone that cares to know.
Ask yourself the questions I posed above. You don't have to share them if you don't want to. The important thing is for you to recognise yourself and consider if you really continue with the wrongs you do.