i’m learning to disassociate myself from who and what people expect me to be. it’s too wearing. it’s too heavy. don’t add weight to my bag because i am not who you want me to be. that is not my responsibility.
july, spark love in the parts of me that i had forgotten. the parts of me that deserved love at my lowest, the parts of me that deserved love when i didn’t think that i did, the parts of me that i put away on a shelf so i could make others more visible. drip my bones in patience.
reminder:
even if you’re not where you want to be physically, financially, spiritually or emotionally, understand that every version of yourself is deserving of love. you don’t have to sabotage your being because it is taking longer than you want to reach your destination.
Not everything has to be recorded when you are sharing an intimate moment let it be just that . I feel like technology blocks us from reading/feeling each other’s energy.