Insensitive I am

My insides turned out. My worst fears of becoming my father all too realized in one day. Question though is it good to have many enemies close to you than that of those you love?

I know forgiveness is possible but forgetting my behaviors,  not so likely. So how does one tread softly around such ones? It is proper to give the right respect and distance.

So here I sit pondering over scriptures on what I can do to correct my actions and move forward. Adjusting so I don't hurt anyone again this way. Always funny the eerie feeling I get from a day.

So interesting I should have listened to what was being said in my mind. Oh the what ifs, the could haves. Yet too late. Once more I wipe a slate clean.  Once more I clear my head.

Constant start overs are tearing me apart but I learn. I keep placing my head forward. Tripping over my own feet but in correction mode. I cannot nor will I live life in fear.

I learned long ago that fear is given to one. All else is silliness  and submission. Indeed just how clear the mind becomes in hindsight. Typical ruffled faces and long hidden fires. Softly I emerge again. Growing and gaining.

Seems so insensitive to divide on self but necessary.

So nothing I say will heal the wounds. Never again will u gain trust. Indeed one right hand gone.

Indeed. Acted. Learned. Corrected.