“And we break, and we burn, and we turn it inside out to take it back to the start and through the rise and falling apart, we discover who we are.” [“Who We Are,” Lifehouse]
God, what a monumental headache these past few months have been. I’ve lost count of how many times things have gone wrong even in the past couple of weeks. There have been so many moments of disappointment, so many little things that I wish I could just go back and fix, go back and change…
Regardless, there’s nothing I can do about it now.
It’s been a while since I’ve come to this blog to write and tonight the thing that’s on my mind is my friend Melissa. She passed away four years ago today (edit: started writing on August 25th, published on 26th). She died in a car accident when she was 18 after her first week of college.
I remember when I got the phone call from Tabetha about Mel’s accident. I remember sobbing hysterically in my mother’s arms for three hours after I found out. I remember that terrible empty feeling I had as I drove home to pay my respects. I remember how hollow and unnatural it felt to be at the funeral home. We shouldn’t have been there. What I mean to say is, we shouldn’t have had to be there. She shouldn’t have died when she did. She had so much more to this life than just her 18 years.
I miss her terribly.
I suppose the real reason I’m writing this is because I’m just so angry. I’m so upset with certain events in my life that I feel are unjustified. There are so many things that have gone just so wrong that my head is still spinning. I feel lost, like I’m grasping at straws. I just want things to be better.
So, here’s my attempt at making it better. Starting with banishing negative energy from my life. I want to surround my life with happiness. I want to be surrounded by warmth and kindness. I want pictures of me laughing with family, with friends. I want to feel peace when I call my family, not like I’m one step away from jumping into oncoming traffic on I-85. I want to stop gossiping and I want to stop others from gossiping. Life is hard enough, especially when good things and good people are taken from you too soon. There’s a time and place for everything, and there will be as many bad days as there are good, but there’s no point in letting myself be consumed by negativity. So, with the start of a new semester, maybe I can make small enough changes that when the new year arrives, I can enter it with a happier me.
I miss Mel, but I can’t keep dwelling on what was or should’ve been and accept the reality of what is. I just want to be happier. I’m hopeful.