I was going to start off with a funny post about how when I
went to have my eyes checked (and subsequently had to get glasses) my glaucoma test
came back borderline and I was all joking with my husband about how I wasn’t
going to share my medicinal cannabis with him… but I just wasn’t in the right
spirit to joke about my impending disease and drug habit tonight… being all introspective in your own head
kinda sucks sometimes and takes me back to places I don’t like to go and person
I don’t really like being. The flip side
is I can remind myself that the past is the past for a reason and I don’t ever
have to be that person again. What I can be is someone who learns from her
mistakes and grows (hopefully) into a better person. It’s tiring re-living mistakes, I wish there
was some way sometimes to forget what happened and truly move on. It’s a terrifying and freeing thought all at
the same time. Who are we really without our memories and experiences… at least
if I had a clean slate I’d pick an exotic location to be from that featured a
cool accent ;)
