Hard Choices

Real? After all the blogging is done, after all the pains and heartaches of betrayals and abuse, after all the struggles to survive, after all hope seems gone for good and valid reason, I still want to laugh about it like some sort of secret I forget now and then, but from the beginning, all I wanted here was the truth, the uninhibited, unabashed, truth unencumbered by any of the social conventions or distractions of current daily life (as opposed to the daily life that was daily life before this afterblog went into hibernation). Once again I have proof that human beings cannot be trusted and still, no matter what happens, hope lives.

Any other choice would be the hard choice.