Woke up. Meditated. Discovered so many feelings stuck in the pit of me; working to carry it all to my surface.
All relationships, no matter the type, travel throughout peaks and valleys. I find that I discover so much more about myself in my current relationship, then I ever did in the dark depths of my past trek throughout singledom.
My actions, words, and reactions slip from love to judgement much too often. I am working on grounding my emotions and harnessing my fear so that I can exude more light and less darkness. This doesn’t mean that I am not honoring the bad things that I feel, but that I am striving to balance and understand both extremes.
I am allowed to be me and I cannot pretend to be anything I am not. Too often, there are things that come out of me that I am not at all proud of. But I collect those moments, feel them, let them pass, and hope they dissipate slowly so that next time I can choose a softer path.
Point being, I woke up and remembered and cherished the fact that I am deeply and madly in love with my partner. I am incredibly fucking lucky and I will not forget that.
Sometimes it can be difficult to let go of the engrained idea of constant independency. But I am learning how to be myself in all new ways and it feels safe and warm.
Appreciate something today. Trust me. It feels incredible.