it’d be today. Even though it seems so small, it’s something that really is huge. I don’t know what to do and this didn’t help at all. You were once my teacher and mentor. You discipled me, and taught me basically everything I know about the scriptures. You truly did help me find my way to God at one point. I loved you and looked up to you like no other, and went to you for everything. But how can you toss something aside like that, overlooking all that happened? You can’t. And you need not try and tell me you can, because you’re wrong. I hate you in ways I can’t explain and I feel like I almost should because of your sickening corruption on ones mind, yet I can’t help but love you and be thankful you were in my life. I still wonder why, when, and how you managed to do this. I knew this confrontation would happen one day, just not this soon.
"How do you pick up the threads of an old life? How do you go on, when in your heart, you begin to understand, there is no going back? There are some things that time cannot mend. Some hurts that go too deep…that have taken hold."
This, once again, applies to my life exactly. And once again, I can’t write what I need to myself.