That Feeling

First off, let me say that I'm supposed to be doing school work right now. But I really had some stuff on my mind.

You know that feeling you sometimes get, in pit of your stomach or the center of your chest, that twinge that says something like "Hey, this isn't right", "What are they hiding?"or "Hello? Speak up!" Its also the same twinge that occurs when you know something bad, wrong, or troubling is going to happen. Well let it be known I get those twinges at least once a day. And up until a couple months ago I mostly didn't have any right to act on those twinges. Now a certain event has happened given those twinges meaning. Has given them prominence over my common sense. And shit do I hate it. I've been hurt, been hurt pretty fucking bad, and now I'm trying to heal. Well I'm not trying, I am healing. I've gotten all I needed to say out and I'm moving on. Hallelujah. Back to my point. The twinges for a couple months took over my common sense. And they still continue to do so. I find myself jumping to conclusions and being slightly suspicious. Can you blame me? Well, although at this time I can't help but feel sick or dizzy when they talk to her I sincerly plan and hope that those feelings will go away in time. They will receed into the back of my soul as I learn to believe and trust again. I was wounded. As my metaphorical laceration regenerates it's skin and tissue I am forced to wait and become optomistic that it doesn't get infected or ripped open again. I will heal in time. I'm hoping it doesn't take too long.