It's so easy for me to see the good in others. To believe. To see who they can become. Yet, it's also way too easy for me to accept their judgements and forget who I am. But, it's worth the struggle.
I am worth the struggle. I keep reminding myself.
I am happy here at the beach. Happy not to be with myhusband. That sounds so harsh. But it is deeply true. Like I can breathe and feel better and enjoy the time I have without feeling completely inadequate. So, there is guilt in happiness. This I know.
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