It was in the first days I began to live without another that I began to understand the demoralizing insatiable beast that is addiction.
I have no idea what drags me back here or why, all I know is I’m not fucking staying.
We walk around with these burdens, these secrets that we’ve categorized as shameful and embarrassing so we keep them inside when in reality, so many others, often those closer to us than we realize, are carrying the same exact baggage. Can we quit that?
I want this to be the story of us that made me better.
I guess what I ask now is a request from the universe. I am ready to stop being a coward.
Choose to see beauty when it’s hard to find. Choose to laugh. Choose to let things bounce off of you.
I tell myself this and I tell you this because I hope you know and you deserve to know.