let it be so.

“Today is going to be a good day,” I tell myself with so much doubt. It’s been two days since we broke up, with both of us agreeing it was for the best. I thought I would feel more than I do, but I mainly just feel doubt and resentment toward others and myself, with loneliness and freedom scattered around in there. I hate this. 

Will it be okay in the end? Will it be anything but highly emotional volatility? Now, I must focus on nothing more than that which has already been planned before me, though another road of rail lies nigh.

But I fret. For them, the recently-in-town parents, the situation. Worry, comfort, and apathy surround me. I don’t want to be the villain in this, I don’t think it’s fair either. But if that is what it takes for them to heal, let it be so.

-s

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