Cryptic love rambling (at least it's not a limmerick)
Uncertainty and grief have settled into my chest cavity like a cold. I am trying to coax out the dark heaviness with tea, positive self-talk and space to think and process. I can feel it loosening only to grab hold again stubbornly, latching on to my insecurities and learned notions of codependent "love."
Living intentionally is hard and I am so scared that things I choose to do for the sake of opening my heart, will just end up hurting those around me.
I have felt similarly before and I will move through bravely, not apologizing, for I know I have the best of intentions.
p.s. I am not depressed, just thoughtful and in transition.
Living intentionally is hard and I am so scared that things I choose to do for the sake of opening my heart, will just end up hurting those around me.
I have felt similarly before and I will move through bravely, not apologizing, for I know I have the best of intentions.
p.s. I am not depressed, just thoughtful and in transition.