I tell myself I'm not lonely, that I'm complete. I tell myself I don't ache to belong somewhere. That I don't need to be called baby, adored or admired.
I am finding my voice again. Gaining strength and healing from the years of being bullied. Another round of self defense next week to cauterize those wounds.
Feeding my craving for knowledge on my studies; even with all the technical frustrations :/ stupid internet.
Just deeply sad. Wanting to feel connected and understood. To feel again, like a woman.
I will fight, for me, to feel whole. I will breathe deep and dream; maybe love will find me there.
Tomorrow I will get hot chocolate and utilize useful internet at the city brew lol: screw you century link.
Beloveds, don't let the melancholy win.
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