Into the Arctic

I've been covering up my anger. Concealing it's ugly face with things that I thought made me happy. The moments of happiness were fleeting and brought little to no joy. With each year that has passed I've been descending slowly into dangerous territory, all without even realizing it. Wake up calls are sadly sometimes necessary to awaken us out of a trance that we've become so comfortable with. This happened for me. For this I am grateful because it has forced me dig deep within myself and figure out what the hell it is that was making me ill.

Anger, resentment, and sadness. Not just towards others but towards myself as well. All of these emotions for things that were promised, or ideals that I've had that never came to pass.

Let go of it all. Write it all down. Tear it into tiny pieces and then stand on the banks of the Arctic Ocean and throw them into the sunset. Here's to clearing out your soul in order to love and to BE loved.

-A special thanks to my Sweet Friend L.W.