Many things have happened. Many things changed, many things transpired and finished in the blink of an eye. And I sit here in the midst of this maelstrom, and all I can do is seemingly weep.
It's finally happened.
I've wished for it for so long, and the elation that I should feel but don't confirms its truth.
These things don't hurt anymore, the people's words, as barbed as they are no longer sting. Their scornful gazes no longer burn, and their judgmental minds and mouths fall on deaf ears. The blood in my veins might as well be ice.
I've wished for it for so long, and the elation that I should feel but don't confirms its truth.
I've finally become numb.
-M