fuckatherine

As the subject line tells, I suppose. I think it's comforting because I'm sonically reminded that once upon I time, I felt terrible. Really terrible. I hear this song and feel the echo of the 17-year-old emotions I once harbored. But I managed to get through it. If I told my self eight years ago where I'd be now and what I'd be doing, what I look like and who I love, she'd be a little horrified but mostly blown away. I wouldn't recognize myself, in a good way. I think.

So yeah, it's comforting because logic follows that despite how awful I feel in this moment, in four years it will be better than I can imagine right now. It's hard for me to know because (hopefully) it'll be a future I can't even envision.

Time does heal all things. Time will make it right.

I'm trying to see this as a...spiritual revisitation....as opposed to a regression. Everyone has been where I have been and thought what I've thought. It will be okay because I will make it be okay.