a dark place

I still feel the scars from December. Which is always a challenge time of year. So much going. A lot of stress. Pressure. But then, on top of all that? Rage, anger. A closing. An ending. I still feel hurt. I still am processing it. It's still gnawing away. Which is deeply troubling. I have to move on. Have to let go. It is toxic. Still, it makes me sad. There was much I was looking forward to. Much that we might have done. Tremendous potential. But I cannot keep hate in my heart. To the future.