Here I am BACK AGAIN for my 2nd weekly Wednesday post! Man, it feels really good to show up for myself and shove all that pesky and unnecessary fear-paralysis to the side.
I now see that a lot of my neuroses has been rooted in insecurity and fear. Not feeling secure and feeling that the burden of my safety, my life happenings, my success, my joy, everything – weighed solely on my shoulders with no other help or guidance. And all of it was life or death.
“If I’m not the one for you, you gotta stop holding me the way you do.”
– Adele, Water under the bridge
Love is an amazing thing. It’s said to have the ability to change our brain chemistry. We get hooked on love like a drug addict and latch on to our lover for dear life. Like we need them more than food, water, and air. They become our source of happiness and meaning.
We’ve all come face to face with grief at one point or another in our lives. Whether we grieved over the end of a relationship, the loss of a friend or family member, the loss of anything of importance to us, a disappointment, or a failure.