I have focused the last ninety days to myself. I have followed my dreams and booked a holiday as I desperately want to travel. I have taken up photography again. I am dabbling in art. I have made my home a sanctuary.
I'm not happy. Far from it. I want my babies with me full time but that's not an option right now. I want mad, crazy, happy, respectful love. But that's not going to happen either. Despite not having the two things I want most, I am content. I need no one. I am okay. I don't feel like I am living but rather existing and I have to be fine with that. I have me and I am enough.
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