As much as I practice suiting up and showing up there is still a melancholy that follows me like dirt off Charles Schulz’s Pigpen.
It would be great if I could simply not do it again. If the wounds, trauma, pain, and anxiety hiding behind infidelity would simply go away. Disappear as if they never existed or as if they belonged to someone else.
Ghost stories are not based on the realities of my actions but simply imaginings of my intentions intended to slave me to the mast of someone else's emotional shipwreck. Letting shame go will cut you from the mast and make you the captain of your own destiny.