Me on Me
- Admitting it
It's remarkable how often I feel I am not good enough. It is remarkable how often I feel I am too much. The mean girl in my guts keeps reminding me of these things. It never matters how much weight I lose, how well my character is portrayed, or how virtuous my soul. I have blamed the world for these things, but in truth, it is only me causing the sabotage to my psyche. I allow the hurtful, ugly, controlling words of the broken power over what I know is fact.
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- Us
With you, everything is music. One cannot determine from day to day, moment to moment, what the music will be. Some days, it is dance music, some days the blues. But always there is music, the harmony of our souls and the rhythms of our hearts. Our pulses are the drums and our laughter and tears are the lyrics. Sometimes the music is so beautiful I can't breathe, sometimes the music makes me want to plug my ears and scream. Without you the air carries no sound. The music is gone.
