A Confession of the Dammed.
This is going to make you very angry but I am going to do it anyway. Not because its the right thing to do - just because I want to. I’m selfish like that and pretty soon you will be see just how much.
I am Adrianna but I am not the Adria that I let you come to know. That woman doesn’t physically exist, actually. I did it because I wanted to give people advice and I knew that no one ever listens to someone like me, no one ever appreciates someone like me, no one ever looks at someone like me- no matter how much experience they’ve had. And from everything we’ve spoken about, from all the replies and posts I’ve created and from all the people that yes, I somehow managed to help, it is pretty clear that I’ve had some intense experience. Incredibly expansive experience for someone my age. In a way I think I resent all the experience I’ve had because I never got a chance to be young and little and innocent.
It doesn’t matter what’s happened to me and what hasn’t. I’m not here to tell you about my real life becuase I’m pretty sure you don’t want to hear and I’m not so sure that I know how to talk for real. Suffice to say, I am not that pretty, talented, overwhelemed, emotional, happy woman that Adria is. She may be the woman I wish I could be.
One thing I have is creativity, brains and an incredible memory. Another I have is compassion. Maybe that makes you laugh because I’ve lied this whole time. But I understand why you wouldn’t believe it. I wanted to help and I became a part of a family. I became a sister, a best friend, a confident, a mother, a teacher and a woman. And it was the best feeling in my life. I was loved, wanted and accepted. And I had the right and the space to reciprocate. Some of you out there know that I am talking specifically to you. How much I love you.
But I can’t do it anymore. I can’t continue to lie to the people that I love. Because it doesn’t work. And it makes me sick. And I’m running out of time.
I’m not healed and I’m not recovering and I don’t have a sickness that is going to go away. I’m not back home, not with the kids, not being cared for by a man who loves me. All I am is sorry. I’m very, very sorry.
I have no doubt that I have also been lied to by others on here and that is part of the risk of meeting people online. It doesn’t excuse it, but it does put it into perspective.
I hope you all have a good day and better lives. I hope that you never stop trying, never stop loving, never stop giving, and never stop believing. And most of all, I hope that you become aware. I hope that you start to look at the world a little differently. I hope that you start to notice the people that get lost in the crowds, hope you start to notice the smallest leaf on the branch. I hope you start to paint with the biggest canvas you can find and I hope that you never, ever, ever give up.
Life is a precious thing and when God comes to take it from you its the cruelest betrayel in the world. But its a gift that He gave me, a gift I have treasured and if He wants it back - well, I can’t argue with Him. But you’ve all taught me not to back down without a fight and so I won’t. If I make it to heaven, I’ll send my love in the snowfalls next year.
Be blessed.
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