Discontent

Discontent

  • Submitted By: jizzmin2002
  • Date Submitted: 06/26/2010 7:20 PM
  • Category: English
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“Letting go isn’t about giving up. It’s about accepting things in life that cannot be” As I sit here and read this quote out loud, I begin to reminisce of my preceding life with Sunny. Is it right to blame ourselves if it turns out that we made a mistake by investing in a person who has lead us into a distressing state of mind? Is it right to give up on a person who has put us in a great amount of pain? Confusion is what I refer to it as what has happened in the discontent era of my life.
As I reminisce, I can still remember falling unexpectedly, but madly in love. I still recall feeling butterflies in my stomach the first time sunny and I met. It felt like a fairy tale story, the type of story you only see in a movie. Little was I aware that my fairytale love story would soon come to an end.
Sunny and I was in a relationship together for 3 years. Within the time that we were together, Sunny and I had been through a lot. Sunny had anger issues, and I was always very jealous. Through out the relationship I was very aware that we both loved each other very much, but despite the way we felt, we would not change the way we were. Sunny and I had many altercations that lead to our separation. However, little did I know, that this last altercation would be the last day I would ever see the person who I was madly in love with. “I do love you a lot but I’m sick and tired of fighting with you everyday, I don’t think we should be together anymore”. Is the last phrase sunny and I shared as a couple. It was unexpected, the day we parted. I could only respond in my mind, “how ironic is it that two people love each other so much, but cant change the destructive habits they posses.” It hurt me a lot to watch the man i love, walk out of my life. I always believe that we would be together forever despite all the altercations. I was so naïve. Separating was one of the biggest disililonments of my life.
I did not want to separate, but at the same time I could not force Sunny to...

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