Suspended

Everyone shared their life, their self. They were completely open, and honest, and trusting. Finally I lost the nose-goes. I told them everything. Or, as much of 'everything' as anyone's gonna get for now. The rest will have to wait. I was shaking the whole time, but they didn't pry, they didn't shrink back, they didn't judge. They listened. They really, truly listened. Not too many people do that anymore. I was shaking the entire time, the numbed callousness of it all is wearing off. I'm realizing it now, almost as if before I knew it but now I understand it. It's always a relief to let it all out like that, but this time it was different. It's disgusting who I used to be, and it's terrifying that some things are back to how they were when I was like that. But I won't go back. I refuse. I've come too far, and I'm FAR better off the way I am now. God, please give me the strength to keep on track.