I’m Still Broken, But I’m Done Hiding.
I was broken, and pretending I was not. He was doing just the same. Together we were a train-wreck, hiding our pain in alcohol, clinging to each other.
Browsing Tag:
hiding
Out of Hiding and into Healing.
I am still hiding from the truth in my partnerships, romanticizing what is, pretending it wasn’t as unfulfilling as it was.
Tired of Hiding: Can we be truly real?
Once we are finished with the numbing, the hiding, the faking, what do we become? How do we become real?