"Stars, hide your fires; let not light see my black and deep desires. The eye wink at the hand, yet let that be which eye fears, when it is done, to see." ~ Macbeth, Macbeth, Act 1, scene 4, Shakespeare
If that was my intention faith and i wanted to go find someone else, dont u think i would have done so and let u go a long time . ago? Ive suffered a lot and put up with a bunch on ur behalf, not blaming, and i know i have been far frm perfect myself and i am choosing to want to still do this but like i said i have no more chase left in me and deserve reciprocity which u have yet to give me
[On Mindful Grieving] We mourn every way they said no to the gift we sought to give them: full visibility of our true self, not the self we had to manufacture to please or protect them. We mourn all the times they saw how scared, forlorn, and sad we were and yet did not respond, relent, or apologize. We mourn because even now, after all these years, they still have not admitted their abuse or lack of compassion.-David Richo
Some things Are not meant To be tamed.Yet to please others,We suppress…We smother…We push aside The fires, The whirlwinds,The storms That frees Fuels Feeds Frenzies The dark chaos Creating a Hurricane Deep within With your heart As the Eye of the Storm.
“Night falls. Or has fallen. Why is it that night falls, instead of rising, like the dawn? Yet if you look east, at sunset, you can see night rising, not falling; darkness lifting into the sky, up from the horizon, like a black sun behind cloud cover. Like smoke from an unseen fire, a line of fire just below the horizon, brushfire or a burning city. Maybe night falls because it’s heavy, a thick curtain pulled up over the eyes. Wool blanket.” ― Margaret Atwood, The Handmaid's Tale