crossroads

it's funny, now that i'm finally looking back on the path i chose. although it was a crossing of roads at the time, i see now that it was more like a detour... no matter what choice i took, i would have ended up in the same place. if i had gone with the possibility of what was already taken place, i would have inevitably chosen the other later, and thus ended up exactly where i am now. and even though i chose the other first, i'm still at the same place... these events were unavoidable in every possible way. there was never any hope to get out of this mess unscathed; it was never even possible to keep this awful mess from happening. it was set before me by someone else; i did not bring the foundations of this upon myself. although the choices were mine in the end, the circumstances were not given to me by choice... i guess it's time to start getting over it. this is life; get used to it, right?