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Red flags we call fine
I wanted to write a reminder of reasons I walked away from you, to put shape to the silence that my actions always spoke through. Sometimes when it’s time to explain the why, I never quite play the part, my words fall short of the feeling so I let quiet rest in my heart. And that silence? It echoes louder than anything I could say or do, a punishment in stillness more honest than disagreeing with you. We were never meant to happen, that should’ve been my first sign; a red flag I held like a secret, saw it waving, then called it fine. I ignored it without reason, a…
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Over-reliability and vulnerability
This is not supposed to be a message of hope. Not exactly an optimistic thought either, nor the usual bullsh*t I write, rose-colored or blue, because psychology says I am my thoughts, and I want to remain eternally positive. Not that I oppose those, but this is, in reality, another review of a day in the life of an overly reliable over-thinker. I was thinking the other day how we are constantly advised or reminded to use moderation in all things because too much or too little of anything isn’t a wise measurement. I for one happen to agree. I believe in balance. Except, it never occurred to me that…
