Time heals all? Right?

They say, "time heals all wounds".

I am not so sure if I can beleive that statement or not. I still feel the loss of my Granfather as though it was yesterday. I still fight the tears when I see my ex-boyfriend so happy with his new girl friend and think, "Why wasn't I enough?".

I came across some pictures this last weekend, (I personally amd blaming this effing head cold), and thought did I, or can I ever really say that "time" has healed my wounds? I am still bitter toward some of the ex's of my past. I am still chasing for the "happily ever after" of the fairy tale worlds. Does it "hurt" less and less with each day? Sometimes.

There were days that I didn't want to go on. I didn't want to be without SOMEONE to share all that I have been given. Yet, I was still able to drag my ragged beaten down heart to the water cooler for the daily flogging. Shaking my head, I somehow managaged to glue my broken and shattered heart back together, like a third grade Humpty Dumpy project.

So then, why, with the sight of a picture, the scent of a flower, and even the very touch of another human, I am able to feel the flood of pain, the tears so close to the surface. OH the wicked, wicked tears and thoughts, that I have allowed to move to the forethoughts of my brain.

Please indulge me, this, my cleansing. As part of my healing I have created the following:(this is to ALL the jacka$$es that took a part of me with them. This is me taking it back!)

Thank you for leaving me. If you hadn't I would be in a mentally abusive realtionship and most likely never found the strength and courage I have today.

Thank you for telling me that I was too fat. If you had told me that I am beautiful, without condition, I would have never let you leave me.

Thank you for forgetting to tell me that you were still married. Had I not talked to your wife, I would never have been able to see what a sack of dokey crap you are.

Thank you for selling all my credit and cash. I know that I don't need material things to make me happy and that as easily as I get them, they can all be gone.

Thank you for loving me even if you were not "in love" with me. Now I can tell the difference between love and lust. I can identify genuine affection. With out it I would not be able to tell who is just full of shit and trying to get laid.

Thank you for being too busy. Without creating my own life, I would still be whinning and pinning for a man who is not emotionally avalable to date, let alone have a realtionship with. I would have left all my friends to be with an empty void.

Thank you for freaking out about saying we are exclusive. Without that I would have thought that I could be a part of a future together. Even as damaged as you can be, that your issues are far greater and deeper than what I want to deal with. That is unless you would like to pay me $300 per hour. I can always use the money.

Thank you bloggers for listening to my woe. So does time heal all wounds? What are your thoughts?