strange how six years have passed and still the pain is just as real today as it was then. all it takes is just one trigger to unleash the flurry of vulnerability and fear to paralyze me. the only thing that comforts me is knowing what i didn't know then; i don't always have to be strong and it is ok to be vulnerable.
the conflict i am now faced with is the juliet that was created six years ago promised to never be vulnerable, to always be strong, and not to rely on anyone. as i'm coming closer to sharing my life with another person, the old mold isn't fitting into this part of my life. its petrifying to lose control and the way of living safe. to that i say it is ok.
carpe diem
