Looking back
Looking back over my 100 and some posts I have visual proof that i’m an inconsistent finger pointing jerk.
One minute I’m fine. The happiest camper ever.
And the next I’m a wreck. The kind of wreck that happens when you run out of gas on train tracks.
As for pointing fingers:
I’ve blamed a lot of my problems on the following people:
My father.
Griffin.
Justin.
Steve.
mostly..
And then the friends and the other guys that have made me feel of no importance.
I really do ALWAYS feel like I’m being forgotten and replaced. That feeling really sucks.
But what I ammm trying to do, is just suck it up and forget about those people. And stop blaming them. Yes, they played a huge roll in my life and they have hurt me a lot, but it’s over and done with. All I can do is move on.
Moving on is never easy.
Here.
We.
Go.