I’m disoriented… conflicted by the decisions I’ve made. The memories of what I’ve done haunt me, and constantly pulse in the back of my head as a reminder that I will not be able to easily forget. My past experiences tell me that I have to pay for all the bad decisions I make, but this appears to be my only option. I have to trust myself to make the right decisions for myself. Solitude is waiting for me at the end of the tunnel.
It is unbelievable what a hot shower can do for me. The searing hot water against my exposed flesh really does wonders to wash away my pains and sorrows.
While I read this I got chills down my spine at how closely I could relate to it.
The water runs down my chest and along the rest of my body. I take a bar of soap and I lather up and as I do, the water becomes hotter. It slams into my skins and burns my skin and turns my skin red, Although It hurts, it feels good. The heat, the water, the soap, the burns. It hurts but I deserve it.
- James Frey, A Million Little Pieces
I deserve it.
About Me
- howamistillinbed
- Calgary, Alberta, Canada
- Twenty something year old living in Canada who thinks way too much and spends way too much time of the internet reading. Opinionated, inquisitive, and driven. Hopefully I have written something that has resonated with you.
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