It's like you're expecting to be shot... You already imagined the scenario.... The person who will blow.... The pain you will feel... The gracious way to stop the blood from falling.... but then again, when the moment arrived, you see everything you imagined, you can't help but think, am I still dreaming? The thing is, you felt the pain, it cuts deep, worst than what you imagined. Bulshit, the dream has come true... I was shot.
I'm in pain.
I'm in shock.
There's so many things I wanted to say, but I decided to shut up.
Threw one question.
Received a painful answer.
Mind and heart both shaking.
Shut up until I cleared my mind.
Then, I'll talk. Words that I know will save me from so much shame that I am feeling now.
But, only one thing I'm sure now. The pain is unbearable.
It's not the pain of the bullet, but the fact that the person really did shoot me.
I know I don't like the person, but at the back of my mind, I was still hoping for a positive, civil, and fair judgment.
Well, I should have learned my lesson. Life is never fair.
I Ran My First Full Marathon at 41: NatGeo Run 2017 - It was April 23, 2017 when I ran my first full marathon, the full 42km and I was 41 years old. I was fairly new to running (will explain this in my back st...
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