Friday, September 3, 2010

Legal Matters, Freedom, and Release

I am at peace.

Tomorrow, or today, being as though it is after midnight, is another story. I have to guard my heart. My heart is like an insane asylum. There are crazy people, who have lived within its walls. I am scared of these crazy people. I may be a counselor, by profession, but no amount of training prepared me for the psychological torment that these asylum residents have inflicted, within the confines of my own heart.

I have to do some necessary "house cleaning" today. I have to make the obvious into law, or at least, begin the process. I have put it off, long enough. I want to move on, with confidence. I no longer wish to have chains to the past, no matter how I think that I have severed that link, there is just one bit of legality that I have to contend with... Custody, ugh.

It has been a difficult road, for this little Ave.

On the upside, I am grateful that I have not been plagued with anymore phone calls, or any other types of communication. The absolute last thing that I expected, was a phone call from someone that I was trying to forget. No one could have prepared me, for the shock that I felt, when I heard that he had called the house.

My heart has mended. I finally feel like the fog, that had been planted firmly on my horizon, has lifted. I no longer feel that twinge of pain, that would strike, whenever someone mentioned his name. I no longer find myself crying, after a song played, that would remind me of him. I am free. This feeling is irreplaceable and priceless. I would have paid all the money in the world, to have felt like this three short months ago.

At this point, all I want, is for him to let me go.


Listening to: The Grudge, Tool



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2 comments:

Mrs. Anderson said...

Glad you are finally working through this. You def need to get the custody thing done and out of the way so it will not reopen wounds when court comes into play. Love and miss you dearly!

Avenue Eighty-One said...

Thank you so much, Mrs. Anderson! I love and miss you, too! Things have been getting better, in my life, and this is one more string that needs to be tied up, before I can feel like I have truly moved on...