Dear you,

It's been a few days now since I last saw you. I laugh at myself for ever thinking that having personal time and space for myself was nothing but a silly idea. But I'm glad. I'm glad that I made that decisions for myself. But I'm grateful for your acceptance of it throughout.

I feel like everyone will at some point stoop to a level of character that jolts them awake to realise how far off track they've become. For me, that marked as two days ago. That ugly monster that blanketed itself in the shadows and my ignorance to think that it was nothing.

We all have our demons. My demons just found it entertaining to make me puppet dance around my loved ones, spouting out foul and hurtful words. But a realisation that came about was my deliberate choice to ignore this was happening. To justify that being so wrapped over every single detail, every single hair that fell out of place of my "ideal" outcome, was simply me being a perfectionist.

You, have been my lighthouse through all this madness. You, have returned me home.

But it is up to me to do my best to sail to you through these rough waters.

But thank you. Thank you for everything. Thank you for always guiding me back to where I should and need to be.

My dearest you, thank you.

Labels: myfeelings, mythoughts