Congratulations, Aqizzar!
It's the end of Neon Genesis Evangelion all over again...Excellent work. Now go implant that into Vector's head.
I don't hate myself for what I did as a child, and I certainly don't feel that I've wasted my time.
That said, I suppose I should say that my rant in the sad thread has led me to realize what I personally have been swimming around. I've been waiting for a long, long time for a hero to defend the weak, embrace his fellow man, and forgive those who wrong him. It wasn't so much because I needed to be protected, but because I wanted to know that someone like that existed. I wanted to know that there was someone else out there who really, truly cared--and in the places where he was weak or hypocritical, he would recognize it and take his guilt and shame without complaint. I was looking for someone who saw unflinchingly.... who could see the true state of things or easily say "no, I don't know." I guess you could say that I was looking for an honest man.
As for why I wanted this individual to exist... well, that was because I am doing what I can to become this person, and it's always easier if you know someone has walked before you. Someone real and genuinely good, who I could trail and then fight to surpass (though in reality, perhaps that's what happened). A lot of my pain seems to stem from feeling deprived of that cynosure, that guiding light, that embodiment of an ideal. I keep wanting to find some evidence that Rosewood is a truly honorable man. I don't feel good about giving up on him, just as I don't feel good about giving up on anyone else. It isn't that he's stolen my heart, and it isn't that I'm hoping he'll come back to me or something--no, what I was hoping for was somebody to believe in, rather than yet another person to
hope for. I don't want to have to keep faith and patience for this guy. I want him to have done whatever he was going to do with me and turn around to
do the right thing in other arenas, but there's no evidence for it. If it were just me, that would be far easier to swallow. I wasn't a very good girlfriend, in a lot of ways, and I can see why he would treat me the way he did. But no, it's everyone.
I wish I could blame my own moral lapses for what happened to me, but it seems that I can't anymore. All I can say is that I wasn't strong enough, not convicted enough. I was tempted to stray from what I believe in by one of the "devils" in my little story, and suffered greatly for it.
Well, as they say, "healer, heal thyself." I guess my answer to all this must be "Vector, surpass yourself."
Thank you, everyone, for taking care of me so well. I appreciate your support.