Thin Line ..What I love about my past is that it has molded me into the person I am today. Without the hardship and pain that I went through I would have never opened my eyes to what I am able to see today. I take full responsibility for every choice I made in my life. I knew what I was doing, I could have avoided so much of the pain that I had to go through.
What I hate about my past is that it seems like it is always finding its way into the present. As hard as I try I can't seem to keep the past where it belongs. People, places, and things are always bringing back the memories that cut me the deepest. They say that time heals all..What a lie, as time goes on the pain gets worse. Regret hits me the harder and harder everyday. I just don't know how to forgive myself.
The past holds some memories that would be considered as nightmares to most. I have not only hurt myself with the things I have done in the past but I have also hurt the people that I care the most about. If I can't forgive myself how could I ever ask them to forgive me.
The line between love and hate is very thin.