I've read a few quotes lately that have stuck in my head...
It is not light that we need, but fire; it is not the gentle shower, but thunder. We need the storm, the whirlwind, and the earthquake.
- Frederick Douglass, 1817 - 1895
(I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE this quote)
No man means all he says, and yet very few say all they mean, for words are slippery and thought is viscous.
- Henry Brooks Adams, 1838 - 1918
It seems to me that the soul, when alone with itself and speaking to itself, uses only a small number of words, none of them extraordinary.
- Paul Ambroise Valéry, 1871 - 1945
And on that note, I'll just say that I'm tired and lonely and as much as I don't want company, I don't want to spend tonight alone.
And to all a good night.
I sometimes tend to be an open book and write what is on my heart without regard to who will read it or how it will be interpreted. A significant figure in my life once angrily told me that by being open about the things I was going through, I was "casting pearls before swine." He said that I had family and close friends I should confide in and that not everyone needed to know the details. I have since learned the importance of censoring myself to an extent, but love it or hate it, this is me.
Monday, April 20, 2009
Sunday, April 12, 2009
One Long Year
Wow! Hard to believe it's only been a year since "the incident." Most days it feels like a lifetime ago and it still feels like it was just a dream... or more like something someone told me but I didn't really experience for myself.
Although I still don't know for certain all that happened that night, there have been a lot of assumptions, a lot of judgement and a lot of speculation. I have my own opinion of what really happened, but I guess none of that matters anymore.
What does matter is that I've grown a lot over the last year. I feel blessed and thankful for my life, my freedom and my friends who have encouraged and supported and loved me without judgement and without blame.
Although I still don't know for certain all that happened that night, there have been a lot of assumptions, a lot of judgement and a lot of speculation. I have my own opinion of what really happened, but I guess none of that matters anymore.
What does matter is that I've grown a lot over the last year. I feel blessed and thankful for my life, my freedom and my friends who have encouraged and supported and loved me without judgement and without blame.
Friday, April 3, 2009
Enough
Is it wrong to want to feel like I'm enough?
I'm so tired of these feelings of inadequacy. I'm sick of my insecurities.
I'm so tired of these feelings of inadequacy. I'm sick of my insecurities.
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