This past week proved challenging and there were both sweet and sour unexpectedly and simultaneously.
Valentine’s Day was low-key due to my own limitations, but in the end will be more dear to my heart than most any other before. I feared for my life and wanted to surrender to death at all once, due to uncontrolled pain which anguished me both physically and mentally. I hoped for my future relationships while sulking in the loss of others. There was both confusion and clarity. There were moments of bravely being vulnerable, bearing my soul and asking for help, while wanting to run away and hide from everything and everyone.
I dared greatly, but not yet all the way. Not because I can’t go there, but because there is no where to go, nor anyone to go with.