Who knew?
Things are really difficult when you have no choice but to go through them.
I constantly feel like I am at the beginning of an maze and the only way to get to the other side is to take every wrong turn, and hopefully get to the end. Eventually... I am bound to make it through the other side. But there is no easy way out.
That is my life in a nutshell.
I am taking chances...
It is not easy for me to get close to people.
I have done a lot of stupid things in recovery.
I love to easily.
I am an open wound.
I want everyone to love me.
Scary things = the end of the world.
But somehow .. in retrospect... it is OK. I am alive and more will be revealed.
If it hurts... it is probably teaching me a lesson.
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