Ever feel like no matter how hard you try to make good the transgressions of the past, there’s always a few skeletons in you closet that rear their ugly heads? And no matter how much or how hard you try to reassure your loved ones that “this is where you are” with that place being a much more comfortable place, these statements made to reassure others never really do anything to pacify.
I’ve questioned so many times the validity of the Internet or blogosphere as an actual means of communication. Granted there are many ways to espouse emotion or feeling because things tend to be veiled in a manner of speaking, ultimately it’s the communication between two humans that is the most meaningful form of communication. In short, the Internet makes it very easy to bullshit instead of actually facing those problems head on.
But the Internet also makes it easy to assume that’s where you are physically or emotionally at any given time. It just makes it so easy to get something off of you chest. What’s funny is, and being a teacher I try to instill this idea in my students head, that once something is posted it’s posted. There’s no turning back. And there are no opportunities to change what’s out there, even if you’ve changed.
I’ve recently decided it’s easier to focus on the superficial things in life as opposed to the heavy handed emotional things. But no matter how hard I try, the ghosts of the past come back to bite me in the ass. And it, well, sucks.
