"My life is a lie, a dark place," Alyssa Pearson said, looking up at the sky with a heavy sigh. The weight of her existence was suffocating her.
"You are in a safe place, Alyssa. This is your home, and your life is as real as you are." He reassured...
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How do you hide the truth, even if it has completely ruined your life? How do you look yourself in the eye and not see a broken person?
Ruined. Broken.
These words describe me perfectly. I wasn't supposed to be known by those words. I wasn't supposed to be a shattered piece of heart.
"You can never have a broken heart." She told me. She believed in me madly. I never understood what made her believe that I wasn't a lost cause. Ever since my childhood, I've been a wounded soul, but she never let me believe that.
It is funny how people completely trust you with everything that they have. It is ironic that the world survives on trust. The two people I trusted the most with my life, are no longer a part of my life. What do I do with all of the trust now?
"You may be wounded by your past, but you're strong. Nothing can break you." The hope in her eyes for me, made me believe her, trust her truly.
Nothing can break you.
Well, here I am - already broken. I could never heal from my past, I told her I did. But I never even thought of letting go of my past. Maybe that is why I cannot cope up with the present. Everything is heavy, messed up.
Hope is gone.
I remind myself of this every day. This truth will never leave my life. When I found my solace in her, Hope left me. She was my strength, my guiding light. We were always together, never apart. Ever since the day she entered my life, I was in a happy place. I was never wounded anymore. But now that she is gone, I'm broken. She was wrong, she thought she'd keep me sane, but she never knew that her departure would completely break me.
"Son, what is going through your mind?" Uncle Joseph asked as we sat for lunch together. We are in his office as dad was out for a meeting with the Town Council.
Uncle Joseph, though always been a supporter of mom, has been with me. He has been a support to me as well. When I was young and had some rough days, he'd be there to listen. I always thought dad asked him to keep an eye on me, but maybe Uncle worried about me since I was a kid.
"Whatever happened that night at the party." I stated. One of the employees, Holly served us our food and walked out of the office. Uncle Joseph owns an accounting firm and it is one of the best in the state.
"You know your mother, Arthur," He started off. "She does not intend to bring any harm to anyone. She took the step because she is in pain. Let her grieve the loss."
"You've been through a lot too, Uncle. How do you deal with the pain?" I asked him. "It has been a rough time for you and Aunt Camille as well."
"It took us time to heal. We were a mess in the beginning. The news completely broke us. Camille lost a piece of herself, I thought she would go into depression. But she is strong. She didn't let that accident affect her. She is still dealing with her bad days, but we all have to learn to move on."
