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Sunday, July 24, 2011

an open wound...

...a cut deep enough that the pain cannot be forgotten and the wound would take time to heal, as much as I pray that with God's strength it would be a faster process. An environment that I thought as "safe" since I was a young child, no longer stands to be. In the first place I never really felt it, I just accepted it as a matter of fact till it hit hard this time. My eyes have been opened and I now stand guarded.


I write this with disappointment rather than hurt because I have chosen to forgive. We are all humans, I understand.