Past Scars of 2010

A different story all together, I met her last year. She seemed like a good friend with a strong opinion. She had several people reject her opinions over the past, but I told her she wouldn't get rid of me. That was the worst mistake I'd made in a while. At first I couldn't detect the subtle hints. Then it began escalating out of control. In one day, I had three messages the size of Texas. The next week, I attempted to move the conversations over to a more limited place; but that just made it worse. In one day it would be 23, then 43, then into the fifties, finally into the seventies. I was overwhelmed, to say in the least. It began taking up all my time, stealing my peace, and depriving my friends and family of my attention. I was getting sucked into a black hole and I couldn't do one darn thing about it. Trapped, I thought it was just normal to have someone talking to me that much. I had no idea what a real friendship was like anyway. So I opened up even farther, and farther, and farther... Until a door had been opened. An unsafe familiar spirit began to wreak havoc on my life. My mother could see it, feel the rift in her soul. Clearly, I was in the wrong place.

When he came in (the one I mentioned before), we had been in contact for four months. But that's when things started to come to light for me. Many signs were beginning to indicate that she wasn't really who she said she was. I was being led around again in a massive sea of mail. Finally, I decided this was too much. I probably could've done it better than I did, but I got angry. I thought she was lying to me, and I still think she was. But after three days of confusion on her end, I asked God what I should do. He said "It's time to end it." So I did.

Now it's been about a month since it ended. Looking back, I see that I wasted almost half a year of my life, trapped under a control I couldn't see. But now, I'm free. At peace and content. Just... FREE!