She told me I was bored. I immediately put my guard up. I love him, he’s the one. I’m happy. You’re wrong. How could you even say that. I’m suppose to feel safe with you, trust my inner thoughts. Share them free of judgement. But maybe I can’t give that to anyone. But what if I am losing interest. No. Im happy. I’m safe and comfortable and that’s what I need. I crave stability and that’s what I have. I daydream of excitement and adventure but that’s not something I’m not built for. I can’t function in that setting. Why am I confused. Life is short. Where do I go, someone show me. Read the map to my heart and my most deepest desires and point the way. I’m ready to follow.
I write my thoughts in times of stress and discomfort. Accepting the feelings brings me peace and stillness. I am not yet ready to claim my work because I am afraid, but please comment and share your thoughts. Conversation nurses growth.