I just found out I have one more big out of town assignment. Looks like my home on the beach is going to have to wait another month. This one is going to be tough. I have to go rebuild an office in my old home territory.
So many demons there now, they were there before, but now there are a few new cuts added to the collection. In a way I am afraid, just the thought of the airport I have to fly into sickens me. Why fear? Maybe the fear that I won’t be strong enough to face whatever I may run across there with the strength and composure I have managed to fake so much of the past few years.
I have to struggle to remember I am not the same person I was even a couple of months ago, much less so the person from years ago, and then struggle even further to force myself into discipline to train my heart to not care anymore about past wrongs. Then I think about what I want, I really want those who I feel have taken from me to look on me and know they can take no more. Maybe what is really desired is for them to feel guilty about what was done.
But then I think further…they have to know, how can they not? I just wish I knew if the torment was there over the things they have done. I know there are more out there that hear and have experienced exactly what I am talking about.
My father is probably one of the biggest ones, so many times I have started to tell him how I feel about what he did to us, and so many times I have felt compassion for him because he is so weak. But I need the closure. Just as with other things there, I beleive we all deserve closure. Even if it’s just to face those who dug our hearts out with a paper clip, they should face what they did, and listen to it from the mouth of the ones they hurt.
Maybe I’m wrong, maybe I’m supposed to let go and just be happy, as I usually am when I forget. It just hit me right in the face when I got my assignment about an hour ago. I wasn’t expecting to have to face some things so soon.
I just wish I knew how to let it go and be at peace about everything…I guess some of these scars are just too fresh.
WLG