I can’t decide if the realization that it’s difficult to trust yourself or your feelings in love is frightening and sort of depressing, or if it’s empowering and sort of a relief. Maybe a little of both. I think the end result is that I’m more likely to enjoy the moments of falling and being in love, because I know they’re ephemeral … you might as well savor them while you can, right?
Ran across this randomly looking for something in my old blog today, and I thought, ‘right on!’
It’s always nice when you agree with yourself. ;)
