I'm finding that I have been letting this lack of real love, and this abundance of something so untrue turn me into something I am not. Into a woman who is scared and not strong for her own self. A woman who accepts defeat and just watches it take one thing after another away.
I am trying to figure out what it is that I have to do to get these things I want. These seemingly foundational things, love, truth, safety. Do I have to completely rid myself of everything I know to find this life I am missing? Or do I have to completely destroy all I thought I knew about myself?
Fox Island, Washington