No Longer Chained to the Past

I woke up this morning and I was no longer ashamed. No more was I beaten and battered by my past. The agony from my sudden heartbreak had consumed me for too long- the painful past few months were relentless. My one true love had turned his back on me and scampered off with someone else, someone that I called my friend. When I gave him everything I had to offer, he was gone. The shame consumed me. Not only was I used, but cheated and broken. My heart in a sea of pieces, no longer full, but in waves of sorrow. My world like being stuck on a drifting sea boat, consumed with nauseating sickness. There was no escape.

Soon enough, though, my eyes were beginning to clear not only through tears, but to the reality at what I had been so blind to. I was young and trusting, too trusting with the person who seemed to take all of me, for nothing in return. How completely shattered I was to see him wrap his arms around her, when he had done the same to me. My heart wrenched and twisted together very much like chains. However, the chains that shackled me to the hurt and shameful naivety of my age were broken. I was made for more in this world than to cling on to the past. The past does not control me any longer; it does not identify who I am. With it, I am stronger.