Addictive Contamination
October 10, 2009 I have bravely swallowed the drug. I’ve been with it for almost three months now. And yet I still, sometimes find myself suffocating. I’ve had this unsurmountable
struggle over my heart twisting my brain when I decided to commit myself to this controversy (according to my friends and acquintances and other moralist pretenders). I have married a decision that made me cheat on where I’ve committed myself first.
I don’t think i should regret the decisions I have made despite the consequences I am now facing. My ‘relationship’ now with my instructor has been getting healthier everytime I am sprinkled by the issues and comments from people around me. Sometimes I would just convince myself that I am really doing the right thing. I don’t want to choose because in the first place, I don’t have to do that. Yet everytime I am witnessing and hearing and feeling the agonized defense of ‘him’ because of my classmates and friends turmoil from his decisions, I am battered. It’s as if I am being caught in the middle of a battlefield wherein all of them are trying to get the opponent killed. Warfare of the dearest poeple to me.
Several instances had gone through and I am being able to widthstand the consequences of this. Even so, I won’t and I’ll never lie to any of the mere product that could posibbly give me comfort in exchange fo my battled principles.
That’s what i thought of before. Before he came into my life. Before he got into my nerves and almost completely making me forget who I really am. #
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