I see me

I use to fear being alone, especially at night.

In the last week I’ve come to find that I’m very content coming home to an empty house (aside from my animals). My heart still hurts but I’m learning so much about who I am and who I want to become. I finally see the women all of my friends and family see.

I have a routine, I have goals and most importantly I have hope for my future.
My worth will never again be measured by a man.

“No matter how good of a woman you are, you will never be good enough to a man who isn’t ready.”

Ain’t no rest for the wicked

Sometimes the answers come from a peaceful place and sometimes they bleed out of the chaos happening around me. Lately I feel the need to stand still but life pulls at me, taking little pieces each day.

Running on empty was starting to take it’s toll but I’m slowly learning how to fill myself up with out relying on others to do it for me. I was there all along scratching to get inside of myself and now that I’m finally in it’s so freeing.

I still have to fight the darkness and I think that I always will, but prayer and the belief that grace truly exists gives me the strength to defeat my enemies, mental and otherwise. I wish no ill will towards others, but do yourself a favor and stay out of my way.

How can you expect others to respect you when all that you do is covered in a layer of sleaziness and hatred.
Be genuine for once. Learn to put others before yourself.

True love requires selflessness and sacrifice.