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I must be careful not to get trapped in the past. That’s why I tend to forget my songs.
O! many a shaft, at random sent, Finds mark the archer little meant! And many a word, at random spoken, May soothe or wound a heart that’s broken!
What’s that line from TS Eliot? To arrive at the place where you started, but to know it for the first time. I’m able to write about a breakup from a different place. Same brokenness. Same rock-bottom. But a little more informed, now I’m older. Thank God for growing up.
The words of kindness are more healing to a drooping heart than balm or honey.
Who can’t relate to the idea of leaving one chapter behind and moving on to the next?
I can still love an ex as a person, regardless if the breakup was bad. I would never wish anything negative on them. It takes more energy to hate them than to wish them well.
By forgetting the past and by throwing myself into other interests, I forget to worry.
You may have a fresh start any moment you choose, for this thing that we call ‘failure’ is not the falling down, but the staying down.
When you start using senses you’ve neglected, your reward is to see the world with completely fresh eyes.
I’ve always believed that if you don’t stay moving, they will throw dirt on you.