Disappointed Part 1

On another level - fuck that shit. This is my space, for my feelings, because I still don’t know how to have them with her. It’s rare that my feelings were ever safe to have with her. The child within me needs to tantrum in safety, not be mocked or dismissed.  

I’ve spent the last 5 months in deep learning on so many levels in order to be able to come and write this all out with care and integrity. To write it with love in my heart, but still from a place of truth.