I see them every day, and never cease to disappoint.
I like to think I’ve changed, and I hope for the better. I’m free of everyone’s expectations and can really be myself. This year I’ve found a stage I can really shine on and people who are there for me like I never thought new friends could. I feel like new, and I can’t wait to be home for good with the people who will love me regardless of any change. People that know who I was and will see me in a new level of happiness this year has brought me and love me for it, see that I love them too.
But at the same time I feel bad. I hate that patterns are destined to repeat, that cycles just cannot be broken. For a while I pitied the trapped ones, thought them pathetic for their repetition but I was so wrong. In the end I can’t blame anyone who is trapped in history repeating itself, after all it’s the way it’s always been… just creatures of habit. I have no malice towards the cycle, it’s just time I get myself out of being stuck in the middle. I hope it will end soon but until then, I forgive you. But this is a new era.
We’ll see how it unfolds.
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