Patience

 

Dear Blog,

You are not forgotten. Life got crazy for six weeks – between a man, a job, a vacation, a family, a friend – and you fell into the current. But you didn’t make me feel guilty. You were patient (possibly since you are an algorithm of 0s and 1s I think), and you gifted me non-guilty space to enjoy life.

Because of your inherent nature void of emotions (sorry to say that blog, but it’s true), you don’t have expectations.

So, it’s not the pressures you put on me, but rather the expectations I put on myself that I choose to blame, or not to blame, you for. Then it’s easier to avoid accountability and self-compassion so I can fuel my own internal storylines.

Hmmm.

Dear Mom…

 

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