Anonymous 3m 808 #alternativetimeline
The views of this article are the perspective of the author and may not be reflective of Confessions of the Professions.
In An Alternative Timeline… I Lost My Job And Went For What I Wanted Most, and I got to live the life I wanted to live, free, and with the one path I was meant to be on. Instead, I didn’t get fired, despite the many attempts by multiple bosses to fire me, and I wondered how I survived such a traumatic experience, choosing each and every day… to keep working as best as I could with my Austism and ADHD. I kept the job even for all that it stressed me out, because of a savior, who helped me along the way, and for keeping me safe, I loved her.
In An Alternative Timeline… I made a choice to tell the truth no matter what I felt, and it led me to the happiest life I could have ever been in, because the truth will always set you free, and as long as you keep telling yourself and others the same truth, the truth in which you trust in yourself and you give others a chance to let them earn your trust. It worked well and life went well. It felt good. It felt confident. It felt like I made all the right choices, because it led me to this exact moment in time: a moment I can only appreciate.
In An Alternative Timeline… I chose to love her and everyone in my life, for who they were, for who I knew when I met them, for who I could see when I had the chance, until the chance… was no more, because every single one of those people I knew… from many different areas of the world, were all busy living their own lives. Yet, somehow… we still kept in touch in our own way. That is probably what Facebook and Instagram have evolved into: a collection of memories that are no more.
In An Alternative Timeline… I chose to focus on the now and let the one who was truly the one… know how I felt, and when that time came, I took the chance, the opportunity, to open my mouth, and tell her, that I didn’t know who she really was, but I’d like to spend my life getting to know her, because I loved her.
In An Alternative Timeline… I chose to keep my mouth shut, and lost her forever. My inaction led to a series of my own downfalls, even if I made the best of them, I still lost a big reason for living. For that inaction alone, was the downfall and last day of my life, but I never knew it. The reason for my inaction was that I trusted in someone… who messed with my fate.
In An Alternative Timeline… She chose to say nothing. She wanted to say something, she needed to say something, but she didn’t. She held back. She wanted me to say something, anything at all, just to let her know I was there, trying to get her, trying to be sure that we had something, anything, in common. Yet… knew she had to move on, for her own sake.
In An Alternative Timeline… She chose to say something. She wanted to, needed to, and she totally did. She knew and I knew… that it was there, but we let it go. We both knew… knowing we loved each other, but… knowing it could never work, not now, not ever. And unfortuantely, they both caused it… and are unsure why. They are still fascinated with each other, but don’t pursue. Something holds them back… and they only wonder.
In An Alternative Timeline… they both said something, they both wanted to, needed to, and they did. And everything took a while for adjustments, but love.. is a powerful tool.. and undoing the damage that had been done could only be done with true love. It’s a risk they both took, a chance they never thought they’d have again, but they did it… and while they had their own conflicts to overcome, they somehow… managed to do it.
In An Alternative Timeline… he noticed her. She noticed him. He said nothing. She said nothing. And they went their own ways… never to be seen again, never to tell the story, never to make a story, a once-in-a-lifetime-opportunity… just gone, never to be seen or heard from again. And while he can move on and she can move on… they still think of each other, from time to time.
In An Alternative Timeline… everything went the right way. At the right time. At the right moment. For everything to fall into place.
In An Alternative Timeline… we chose not to dwell on our memories, but focus on creating them. We mourned, but knew that it was better to love and lost … then to have never loved at all.
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