I swear, it has been literal years since the last time I have been a part of this community seriously. I believe back then, I was alot more open - which is to say, alot more naive. I'm not sure what to make of any of this right now, to be completely honest. I have an inbox full of unread messages that literally give me anxiety. I don't know if the world was always as dangerous as it is now, or that I'm simply more cognitive of it. I remember wanting things, yearning for things... for a certain sort of understanding. I'm not sure if that feeling is still there, or if I am the person that is now reluctant to look that deeply inward in regards to the heart.
I do know that if I were to sit and think about it, I could pinpoint the exact things that have changed for me. Boundaries. I had none before. I was willing to compromise myself for the sake of inclusion and getting along. I don't do that anymore. I recently walked away from a relationship in which, had I stayed, I would not have had to worry about anything financially for the rest of my life. But I was not willing to compromise my peace, my sanity and my boundaries for it. It was a learning experience... and more than anything, it was understanding that these interpersonal relationships are something of a balancing act. I pinpointed the moment I fell out of love and instead of gaslighting myself, I listened. This is the most free I have felt in nearly year.
So I'm here now. A bit all over the place. Quieter. Hesitant to engage because I prefer to observe. I am in no rush. Who is meant to find me, will find me. I trust my gut these days. And I have found happiness in so many other things. I have a beautiful home, a wonderful family...I have my fairy twinkly lights that I love turning on when the whole house is dark, I have all my books, candles, incense, warmth... my own space. I have this life that I have carefully cultivated over the last three years. And I am happy. Of course there is always that question....that small bit of wanting in the back of my mind. I'm not always certain if I want to give into that desire, to explore it. My subsmissive side is ...very much who I am. And yet I have learned that I still get to have autonomy. I still get to decide who I want in this space. I get to be picky. Careful. Meticulous. Deliberate. There is no rush. What is meant to be, will be. |