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Gone and then some
Nov. 30th, 2005 03:22 pmToday I'm throwing away alot of my childhood.
And I'm REALLY ok with that.
I'm fairly certain that I am not the only child who couldn't WAIT to grow up. I hated childhood. I didn't mind it being by myself ( as I usually was). I just hated being around other kids. Because they didn't understand me, and I didn't understand them. Same still holds true today for alot of adults that I know, but there are other people.. that I still can connect with today. And talk about THINGS and STUFF with. I can communicate with people now, as opposed to when I was little, I could only stand mute, or cry. I miss almost MOTHING about my childhood except maybe my fantasy world. I still hold it, but it's not as vivid. There are things that happened when I was little, that I wish had not. But I'm throwing away alot of the memories now. I'm keeping some of the good things, the toys I remember playing with. The rest is being given to a donation center. I hope some child gets better use out of them than I did.
I don't know if this is some sort of cleansing process, or just another change. Perhaps both. Either way, I'm done with holding on to the things of my past that burnt me. They can rest peacefully now.
Back to work.
And I'm REALLY ok with that.
I'm fairly certain that I am not the only child who couldn't WAIT to grow up. I hated childhood. I didn't mind it being by myself ( as I usually was). I just hated being around other kids. Because they didn't understand me, and I didn't understand them. Same still holds true today for alot of adults that I know, but there are other people.. that I still can connect with today. And talk about THINGS and STUFF with. I can communicate with people now, as opposed to when I was little, I could only stand mute, or cry. I miss almost MOTHING about my childhood except maybe my fantasy world. I still hold it, but it's not as vivid. There are things that happened when I was little, that I wish had not. But I'm throwing away alot of the memories now. I'm keeping some of the good things, the toys I remember playing with. The rest is being given to a donation center. I hope some child gets better use out of them than I did.
I don't know if this is some sort of cleansing process, or just another change. Perhaps both. Either way, I'm done with holding on to the things of my past that burnt me. They can rest peacefully now.
Back to work.
