There is a story behind every apology, but if the story will negate the truth of the apology because it comes across as excuses, then should it really be given?
What happens when the darkest of the dark meets the lightest of the light? Narcissists and psychopaths are more likely to target empathic people and the same drama gets reenacted, all over the world, with predictable dynamics each time.
I am a siren, a witch, a soul archaeologist, I move my eyes purposefully, passionately. I crawl across muddy waters, knowing that my salvation is near, digging through the misty confusion tattooed on your memory, I drink the waters of your washed-out roads, your uneven terrain, your collapsed caves.
All I feel is love and gratitude, if I put my ego aside, that occasionally wants to complain and rather point out all the things that sucked -- which is okay and normal too, just don’t let it run the show. Don’t be afraid of doing epic shit. Don’t be afraid of looking silly.
Let me die of heartache and be reborn by the magic of the sea
washed to shore in pieces but stronger than ever before
I’d rather be broken and bloody because the marks left behind will sing of my rebellion
I can clearly point to a feeling of heightened emotional intelligence for having the courage to rebuild a relationship with my father. I do love him, all of him. Do I still see and feel the angry person of his youth? At times, yes. Do I love him any less for it? No.
I will teach my daughter to have faith in many things.
Let her know that God is not a requirement.
I will teach her that the gender of whom she loves is up to her,
And that she decides whom she spends her life with.
At first, I wanted to hate you. You used to consume the love of a man that now loved me, and it’s only a natural reaction to feel threatened, angry, and frustrated when those feelings begin to well up. But I’ve learned over time that you seem like a pretty great person. I’ve learned over time ...