I left my old apartment recently
Hoping to leave the memories of it there too, No luck on escaping the web but I persist
I'm stuck in a loop, a downward spiral really, memories and pain causing more painful memories
I don't think there's an 'out' from any of this really but spite is a powerful motivator.
A lot of people say anger it's unhelpful, they are wrong.
Letting myself be angry has helped me a great deal.
Anger gets shit done. Which is so direly needed in these times.
I keep finding drained and defeated people, I give them solutions that they don't follow and then they end up hurt. It's tiring.
The pattern itself is easy to see, I know who people will and won't listen to. Seeing it coming doesn't make it any less infuriating.