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leithian
I know what it feels like to be denied like Peter denied Jesus. It hurts, a hell of a lot, to be cut dead like that, to be essentially told that something you’ve depended on, like the sun rising, was all in your mind…even if you’re pretty sure that that’s not really the case, and the denial is really a lie, a self denial as well as a denial of you. But it’s kind of funny to hope you’re being lied to, isn’t it?
It’s just another one of those things to let go of. Remember the love, but forget the hurt.
Release. Release. Release.
