I hope you take dirt roads
And look up at the moon.
I hope you leave your heart open
and know it’s okay if everyone doesn’t understand.
I hope you give to yourself,
as much as you give to others.
I hope you chase experiences that push you
And make you question what you already know.
I hope you think of me and smile.
I hope you find happiness
and love wherever you go.
I am writing this because I feel it’s time to.
I am writing this because I no longer want to hide from it.
I am writing this because I want to heal.
Continue reading “Abuse without bruises.”
I truly believe that we are alive
To feel connected.
To feel love, and be loved in return.
To feel fulfilled.
To feel every dark, weathered corner inside of ourselves.
When we don’t allow ourselves the courtesy of listening to what we need.
When we love selfishly and without understanding of our own depths, we create chaos.
In our hearts, in our lives, and in our mind.
There’s no peace.
No matter the reason.
Self-preservation – a need to be free from further pain.
You can’t hide from yourself.
Trust me, I’ve tried.
You can’t deny what is true and possibly ugly, just because you are afraid of change.
It doesn’t work that way.
It will surface and be unrecognizable.
It will only tarnish your soul and rob you of the happiness you so longingly deserve.
Until you stand the fuck up, and face yourself.
It will hurt.
It will feel like you are drowning,
Like there isn’t enough oxygen in the air to fill your lungs,
But you’re worth it.
You are worth every salty, uncontrollable ache,
And every time you get caught out in the rain.
You are worthy of your own happiness
And every authentic thing you discover about yourself,
And the beauty after, your self imposed fog lifts.
So stop running from yourself,
It is why you’re alive, after all.