And the really uncomfortable shit? Well that’s the stuff we need to invite in for a goddamn drink so we can get to the bottom of it once and for all.
– via Kate Rose
The words of Kate Rose really say things for me much more powerfully, and more succinctly, than I have been able to.
In order to find my true answers, I must make peace with who I am.
I must heal myself.
And discover myself.
Not the self who I think others expect me to be; not the self who must be a certain way to stay safe; not the self who must conform to avoid harm or negative emotions.
The self that I am is all kinds of things to all kinds of people. Sometimes I am right, sometimes I am wrong.
But I am human.
And considering where I came from, I’m pretty fucking proud of myself.
There is absolutely no right or wrong, nor good or bad.
I can choose to accept and make peace with my perception of the way that husband loves me and the way that he participates in our life together; or I can ask for more, set out my needs and expectations.
I am worthy of more. And so is he.