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Thursday, December 07, 2006

Deja Vu

Here is my attempt to vent and understand why I always do this.

History has a way of repeating itself in life, or so I have now learned first hand just recently. Things have a way of coming back to you again to test if you remember how to deal with a certain situation. Maybe this is an attempt to give you a second chance to redeem mistakes you’ve made; maybe it’s to give you another chance to react in the appropriate manner. Regardless the reasons, history seems to be stuck on replay with some situations. In my relationship-past I have been burnt and it didn’t feel good. I assumed that you get burnt and then you look back to see the signs that you missed and you learn from that. You passed the test and now you are a better person because of it. Then why does it seem, no matter how much you read the signs and prepare for the worst, when you get burned again it seems to hurt even more?

Betrayal seems to be a very common issue in peoples lives. You can be deceived in so many ways by so many people. Deception happens very regularly for many people, but it is the ones that are closest to you that really seem to do it best. My reaction of my most unwelcome news was not the greatest but seemed all too familiar. When you are told a lie, what do you do? Is it possible to forgive and forget? Forgiving and forgetting are two very different things, yet the cute saying seems to fit so nicely that the goal seems to be having a need to be met.

My entry here is more of an angry complaint of why we are told these expressions and sayings about life and if we follow them closely we should be stay out of harms way. Don’t put the cart before the horse; Separate the sheep from the goats; Kicking the dead horse. No matter how many times you hear these sayings, you never will learn. You go into situations blind no matter how wide open your eyes are. Love is deceiving, and painful. You get kicked when your down but you always come back for more. Why do we put up with it? Why do we submit and sign up for torture like this? Because when you finally hit the sweet moments, all the bad ones melt away.

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