I quit this defective brain, it’s broken. I want a new one.
My mind has finally begun to separate itself from the trauma that I experienced as a child. My mind is finally strong enough to understand that I am not my trauma.
I have found my power; it was inside of me all along.
“How could anyone not fall in love with you?”
I am free.
And now, here we are. Living lives that are separate and apart; we are no longer a couple.
I will never lose sight of who I am. I will never get lost in another relationship – of any kind.
For many of us, resiliency is a quality that we need to work on – continuously.
Goodbye to brewery hopping. Your grandmother. That first moment I finally noticed you when you gently touched the bottom of my foot. Summer at the shore. Ice cream, beach, family weirdness.
Polyamory is hard as fuck and, in my opinion, absolutely worth it.