Some memes

surely be rejected, as the result of letting anyone get to see me as i really am. more than once that particular scenario played out: let someone on, show them my **dark** side, and BOOM they were gone. my experience taught me to be whatever i needed to be, rather than risk the pain of rejection and i bought that **story** hook, line and sinker. when i got clean, and was told over and over and over again, that i could be who i really was, the story i had told myself for so long, was so deeply ingrained upon my psyche, it would take year to allow it to loosen its grip. even now, i her that refrain from time to time and wonder “what if…”
this nee not be a sad lesson in my history and fast forwarding to right here and right now, i have family members waiting for me to “show up.” even though i have been up for hours, i have yet to make my “grand” entrance. so instead of filling the page with words, i think i will walk out, join the crowd and see what today my bring.

∞ DT ∞