Day by day, enduring his worst, my core rooted in the beautiful earth began wavering.
She is not hesitant to say what she means.
Unfortunately, I knew no other way.
Growth and change are good, recognizing you believed something once and find it not to be a truth any longer means you are doing the work of living.
Trust it. Awareness. Curiousness. Belief. Leap. Change.
She stayed, she listened, she accepted. She loved me when I did not know how to love myself.