is this the evolution?
I told myself a lie today. And the day before that and the day before that. Why do I do that? It’s like a continuous toxic conversation I’ve spent so much of my time having with myself. It’s almost developed into a guilty pleasure. I am the queen of self sabotage. Is it that true happiness scares me so I force myself to believe I am some unbearable creature who doesn’t deserve to share the same oxygen as my seed? Or is the straight and undeniable truth. One day, one day!! I will be!! Not anything specific not anywhere but I will freely be, freely be undeniably me. I want better. Therefore I must do better. For the garden I shall plant with bloom flowers of great power, petals with hope, stems with love and dirt filled with kindness. My weed deserves the most beautiful, most requisite place in order to blossom, this is the evolution. I will prevail.