The ghosts of agonizing conversations keep haunting my dreams. How many times can we say goodbye? Apparently it’s infinite. It would be okay if I didn’t know the outcome. The reenactment is consistently polluted by reality. Even while she relives the past, ‘dream-state-me’ knows what actually happens, and I hate her for it.
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Some things we can’t change are best just left behind.
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isn’t that one of the classic definitions of a ‘ghost’? or, perhaps more usefully precise, the explanation of the plight of those that would be ghosts… to find a way to resolve what, for myriad reasons, resists resolution. It sounds like you are making progress, albeit slow, to helping her accept what is.
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Reliving the past is a nightmare. No matter how much it hurts a final goodbye to all that is the only way to start living again.
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That map of Tibet says it all. Do you believe in mediums?
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I liked this story for it’s brutal honesty. It makes me sad though, because it’s like having your hopes dashed every time it replays, and that hurts! I know that you will find a way to end the replays and close this chapter of your story with love.
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