It seems I’m compelled to write to the men and women that betrayed their Loves, lives, and selves directly.
I wrote as a plea to be heard. By someone.
By her…but in the quiet of the night, when love and grief can no longer be shouted down I hear the repressed whispers of knowledge reminding me the woman I long to hear from will never return.
113: All that we are not
You cannot be vulnerable and safe. Vulnerability is (risk + uncertainty + emotional openness). By definition, safety is to be free of risk and uncertainty. They just cannot exist in the same spiritual space.
111: The Utmost Purest Intentions
I’ve made 132 posts since December 22 on my journal. Today I made 42 of them private placing them in archives.