Fire

Fire can mean so many different things, It can mean the passion that two lovers feel for one another or the passion that one feels for a job or a hobby. Fire can be good but fire can also be bad. Bad fire can be anger and wrath, hate and bitterness. I have felt fire before the fire of one mans wrath that is a bad type of fire. I loved this man like a father and I had thought that he loved me, but I was wrong oh so wrong. He used me, yelled and threatend me. I was scared and uncomfortable around this man that I loved like a father. As the years went on and I became aware of myself I became more aware of I really didnt love this man like a father I was scared of him. Then one day he unleashed his wrath, he hurt me and my family that day, but me most of all. After that day I never saw him agian. He took ome precious things away form me. He took my ability to trust away, he took my ablity to find the best in everyone away. He also took my love away. Three years go by, these years were filed with hatred and bitterness and many tears. Then one day I realized that I had to let go of this hatred towards the man that had hurt me. And I did, he almost took away my ability to forgive, but that was one thing that I was abel to regain. I am working on regaing the ability to trust and to see the best in people. I am still afraid of this man, and I think that I always will be. But I no longer hate him, but I don't like him either. He took my fire for life but I have regained that with help from freinds. So when you think of fire just remeber that it can be good but it can aslo break someones heart.

I see the world differently than most people, I don't know why but I do. I see the good in each person untill they prove otherwise. The one fault that I have that can't change is that once my good oppion is lost its lost forever. This has only happend once and hope and pray that it never happens again. I created to blog so I can write and be aynoumonous from family and people that I know who have myspace. I hope that maybe this blog will help me find the real me, because who I am now is not the real me I hide the real me, I hide the real me everywhere but online. Ihope that maybe if i write this stuff down I will have to courage to let to real me out into the real world. Now dont get me worng the me I am now i still me but there are parts of myself I hide. Like the fune part of me that likes to smile, the part of me that does like to giggle about boys and go to the mall. So in this I hope I can acomplish what I have et out to do, to find the real me and to show the world that it is okay to be different.
Bliss