Anger and pain
A page in the diary "Good mourning!"
Written by Luise 30. Mar 2007 08:27 AM
Nobody told me that it would hurt so much to change love and illusion into anger and reality. I thought, getting angry at least would make me feel free and strong, but I just feel scared and sad and overwhelmed by things I don't understand, and I feel bereft of the good memories.
Everybody said "If you want to overcome this man, you have to get really angry." But there was no anger at all. Just the all-overflowing feeling of loss. I just want my beloved partner back, was my thought, i missed him so, so, so much. And now that I see, clearly see, how cruel he could be and what a nightmare it was to be with him, depending on his absolutely unpredictable moods, and as what a wreck it left me, there is no room for love. No room for nice memories. All the gold has turned into shit, and the happy times we've lived turn out to have been nothing but an illusion. And I have forgotten how it felt to be with him for the first few days: He seemed so innocent and wise, so warm and full of love, and all this turns out to have been nothing like a smiling mask over an agressive and cruel face. And I'm accusing myself: How could you let him do this to you? Why did you not protect yourself? Will something like this happen again? And will you be as weak as you were and just let yourself fall into it again? Will you again love somebody much more than yourself?
When will I find a bearable interpretation of what has happened?
I really hope this phase of the mourning process is very short - I don't like it at all!