The other day my friend asked me why I put on the front of being a 'badass.'
Why I look up to those girls who are so strong.
Girls like Miranda Lambert, Carrie Underwood, Reba McEntire.
You know, the ones that sing "angry chick music."
I've reflected on this question quite a bit in the last couple of days. Really the only reason that I have
been able to come up with is that
I'm scared.
As much as I hate to admit it, it's the truth. And I've wrestled with it over and over again, trying to come up with some other reason. Trying to convince myself that I'm just having a hard day, I'm not really scared. It's such a wimpy word. The last thing that I want is someone thinking that I need to be rescued. Or to be
turned into someone's project.
Tonight I was 'dealing' with the idea of this fear and I got thinking,
What is it that I have to be afraid of?
Then it hit me like a ton of bricks
I am afraid of these feelings that I've had since I came back to Logan. I found someone just as broken and just as scared as me. And we ran. I say we because it's true, it wasn't just him. I ran too.
After Wade, I've learned to tread water
barely
I completely fell through the ice.I fell for him so hard. so fast. and then he left. Left for another girl. and left me feeling alone, broken, and worthless. I told myself that it wasn't going to happen again, that I was going to be more careful because the pain was unbearable.
Fast forward almost exactly a year. The ridiculous pain is back. No eating, no sleeping, no focus, and thoughts are constantly about Boone. Trying, fighting so hard not to call him, text him, talk to him every day.
They say it gets easier with time. Well, it's been a month since I saw him, yet he hasn't left my mind.
I'm scared that I made a mistake.
What if I messed things up with him?
I know that there's no going back now, but how do I move forward when I feel like I'm left just hanging.
This is where my subconscious tells me 'ya just keep chuggin along' and then I take a deep breath, put one foot in front of the other, and realize that the pain just means that
I'm alive.
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