Been wracking my brain numb wondering what inside me broke so much that I had to become this needy and vulnerable. This isn’t me at all and anyone who knew me would agree. I’m not one to break down like this. But I do now. And I’ve finally realised what it has been that caused this chain of detriment. They’ve been my friendships. How their blatant ignorance when I needed them the most crushed my soul beyond repair. And like all times before, I’m not going to call them out on it or even tell them what it was that hurt me the most. It’s done and dusted and I’ve moved on curating my life in a more comfortable and safe space that only allows me to breathe freely. No one else, just me.
So maybe it’s not too far fetched that I’d find this new comfort to be my whole world. It’s maybe not stupid at all that I’d give myself away entirely because I don’t have anything that’s holding me back. I’m free to move to new worlds and new relationships, new lives and new experiences. To heal and mend the wounds of my past in these arms.
She Was Sea 