The borders between right and wrong seemed blurred, in some people’s eyes. For us who clearly see that line, there comes a point in our life where we are asked to stand on that line for the sake of righteousness and truth, whatever it takes. Alas! The twisted words are untied, the lies are now discovered, and to those who stood beside me, we are victorious.

I am hesitant to face reconciliation now. I have tasted a less burdened existence by letting go of the people who wronged me. I do not want to let go of such freedom.

A very good friend of mine is leaving for the States soon. This friend is very special to me, because I can truly be myself with him. He has genuinely become my best friend through the years. And now that he is going away, I am wondering if I could ever find someone with whom I can be completely transparent. I wish him good luck. I also wish the same luck for myself, in my search for that somebody to compensate for his absence.

My family life has been tough. There is still no reconciliation on either side of the Great Divide, nor any contact. Aticulating my feelings about this would only fuel the fire of anger I have within me.

Alone and without the hope of help on the horizon, it almost breaks my spirit to be within these struggles.