My sister just sent me a message that said - "Your denial of true love disgusts me."
My sister, MY sister, my SISTER who for as long as I can remember has scoffed behind her hands at all of my imaginative fantasies and hopes for the future.
Its not as if I'm not reminded of it everywhere. All of it, the big huge EVERYTHING I try not to think about and try to ignore because its better for me. Healthier for me. Its good that I can find this safe ground of 'healthy' when I tend to get myself hurt. But am I finding the wrong place to finally set down my tent even if it may be the safer area?
Movies. Books. Television shows. Harry and Sally. Mia and Michael. Ross and Rachel.
Holy crap.
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