Cut It Off
Been feeling kinda down today.
T has been on my mind, passively for a while, but very much so today. I think J was right by saying I have Stockholm for him, because he hurt me so, so deeply... and yet I want to run back to his arms.
Makes me feel weak. Even though I know I'm so ridiculously strong for not giving in to those feelings. Just doesn't feel good, even if I know it's right.
There's this old saying
"I might remember you fondly, but I would sooner cut off my hand than reach for you again."
Kinda sums it all up.