The human heart was—and remains—a mystery to me. But I’m learning. I have to. —Anthony Bourdain

Mending fences

It seems the past several months all I’ve done with my life is burn bridges. Holding on to past hurts, nursing the pain that would’ve otherwise just passed. It seeped like a poison into my system, making me a bitter, angry individual I hated seeing in the mirror.

I don’t know what happened to me last weekend I just decided to mend fences. I was tired of all the crap stored in my system. So with a few texts i set myself free from the pent up frustration and anger i kept for several months.

It was the lightest I’ve felt in as long as I can remember.

I suggest you try it sometime. 🙂

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