Do I dwell on why I’ve moved here? Do I start the story from the beginning? Or do I pick today as a new start and begin fresh without the bad memories?
This is suppose to be a sanctuary. It is my NEW safe place where I don’t have to worry about being stalked by someone who repeatedly told me he didn’t love me anymore, that he didn’t care about me anymore, that I wasn’t worthy of his time. I want to write freely, without having to worry about my phone exploding with scathing remarks about talking what I’ve been through.