I've decided to blog because I am a person who expresses herself better in words than in speech; to an audience of nobody in particular, than to actual faces who stare intensely and occasionally interrupt with judgmental comments.
Because I have always felt that writing is an excellent way to clarify jumbled thoughts, and will therefore also be a means to disentangle and straighten out mixed emotions.
A failed relationship is a story that can never really be told in its entirety. It's one that's always riddled with complexities, contradictions and disjunctions. Things left unsaid and unrevealed. Other things discoloured by emotion, or simply left to fade with time.
I cannot attempt to reconstruct the entire tale from the incomplete fragments I have - nor is it my intention to do so. But I do hope that through writing, I can at least obtain a sense of release. To pick myself up and move on. And most importantly, to eventually revisit the past maturely and coolly, and make my peace with it.
