"We need people who let us know that it's ok to feel what we feel. We need people who want to hear it and understand it. We need to trust that people aren't going anywhere when things aren't perfect. We need this security whitin relationships to feel safe. Otherwise, we are constantly fearful that honoring ourselves and our voice means loss of love."
Today facebook was kind enough to remind me that exactly two years ago today I took and posted this picture (a pretty crappy one at that although I’ve never taken a picture I actually like) and it sort of made me think: What does it take for me to truly learn a lesson? I “escaped” to this place a few years ago attempting to get away from a reality I knew I was never gonna be able to outrun, trying to punish myself for sins I wasn’t guilty of, fully knowing that in life, your problems and shortcomings will follow you anywhere you go as long as you refuse to address them, but needless to say a few mistakes were made, I overstayed, I fell for something that never existed, exposed myself foolishly and list could go on, and while I’m thankful for all of it and every lesson I learned to day I wonder.... was it all need it? Is that what it takes? Do I really need to move backwards sometimes before I can move forward?
“My mission in life is not merely to survive, but to thrive; and to do so with some passion, some compassion, some humor and some style”