My two magic little words...

I do not know what any of you are thinking when you first listen to the "truth", how you react to it.
From the times I took the risk of finding out I received Love, admiration, surprise, shock... but hardly ever pity. That I feel (for) myself, on the inside.
I end up crying (fists down!), blaming the one thing I can't change. Or better said... that I'm affraid to change, 'cause we can't predict the aftermath.
Someone told me that, as we choose the life we live when we are born, I did chose this one. 'Cause I'm strong and I'll take it. Bare it, pass through it with flying colours. Some days I want to believe that... others I just can't.
As my person says... I blame it rather then blaming the weak, prejudicing ones that cross my path... 'cause I'm too good. I always chose to look at the bigger picture and find the one thing that will forgive them all.
Maybe I do... if that's my doing... I do it from the heart. I can't overlook my nature.
I do have my chore... I do have to learn. I began the path to do so... but pain took over me. The good thing is that this time I didn't let misery take over me too. And I won't. Read my words, I won't! (My "savers", remind me of that when I feel like forgetting, ok?)
As for the rest? All my lessons, all my errors and mistakes? Too much giving, too fast and too furious?
They may have turn out a bit far from what I expected... but as someelse told me, they are a page of my life, they are what needed to be done. They('ll) make me more of myself and toughen me up.

A part of me, of my heart is with every single one of you guys that know it. A little bit more of myself sunks it in when I say it outload. So... thanks for the plather of feelings I get from all of you. Each and every single one of you helps me grow - the good or the bad way.
So in the end I just want to say: Thank you... even when it hurts so much I can only cry.