Part of me realistically knows that it will always be an extreme challenge to hold on to a good friend. Maybe that Is my reality. Maybe I shouldn't expend all the unnecessary energy and worry and call it all fair, good and logical. Maybe learning acceptance will be my best route.
A fish can't climb a tree anymore than a tree can walk up that mountain...let's just get real.
Time to reorganize my priorities and keep them in line with my actual abilities. Novel concept.
I need to make my domicile more user friendly, discard all the clothes that no longer fit and give away the knick knacks that no longer move me. I need my books, my art supplies, a few good notebooks and a desk to start creating again.
Will I ever be loved as someone's main, one and only? Maybe not, so why fret or plan or primp? Maybe it would be nice to actually be in love with a caring person....or maybe that's beyond my reach as well. I'm not going to sweat it or lose any sleep. I see who I am and it's all good.
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