Sometimes I have bad days. Days where my emotions sweep over me and I play back the unhealthy stories from my childhood. Days where all of my wisdom becomes inert knowledge in the back of my mind and all that I concentrate on is the sharp point of fear. Where my compassion takes a back seat and I lash out in accusations. All of my insecurities become reflected on my partner, and the general gist of it is that I am alone and unloved and in need.
It is my intention to start telling a new story. A healthier story, where I value myself and take a deep breath through the pain. Where I discern what I feel from what is real and communicate with unconditional love. It is my intention to understand and surrender. Appreciate each moment. I am connected. I am Love. Everything I need is already before me.