It happens a little at a time, but it happens because of safety, security, and sensitivity.
What if in order to rise, we have to face that pain head on? What if owning the pain, that we’re not okay, helps us finally start to feel okay?
I would be losing parts of myself by losing her.
You can logic your way into it, reason that it makes sense, that it’s right, that it’s good – but if it’s not what you want, it will never be right for you.
Speaking up about the things that hurt us is bravery personified; apologizing and accepting an apology are two of the most courageous acts we do as humans.
If I am going to be honest with myself, it wasn’t the first time I’d questioned how “right” we were; far from it.
Truthfully, it’s our ability to express our raw emotions to each other in every circumstance that has fortified our love and helped us brave the elements thus far.
We aren’t disregarding the relationships we previously had with our male partners, we did love them, and it was a real love for that time in our lives. It wasn’t forced, or fake. It wasn’t because it was what society told us to do.