Vulnerability

Thank you for injecting me with a little bit of anxiety, stress, and discontent.

Just like a vaccine I start to become immune to you.

Or I learn to handle the diseasing moments a little bit better.

You’ve given me the opportunity to realize how judgmental I am

and allowed me to practice “compassion.”

I am still not very good at it,

but that’s okay.

I haven’t overcome these “traits” that run deep within my blood,

but I am one step closer at practicing “acceptance.”

I respect that you allow me to work through the battles with myself,

while at the same time,

bear the brunt of all the hatred –

in which I have toward myself.

Thank you for being my punching bag when I am not strong enough to defeat the demons in me.

You are a strong person.

I could learn a thing or two from you.

Today I cried because I was sad that it would not work between us.

Something I’ve said over and over since the beginning of time.

A year now.

Although perhaps the sadness is knowing that the end finally came.

A sense of loss.

I will try not to think of it as losing though.

Yes.

I let you see me vulnerable, and I actually do care.

I have loving emotions too…

I will miss the times we spent 1v1.

I am not heartless.

But you knew that already.

P.S. Don’t forget to talk to me.

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