I think I’ve found some clarity. I’m breathing a little easier than I have been lately. I think I’ve made assumptions about the true intentions that weren’t really accurate. I don’t think I’m being played after all.
Boundaries have been established. I know my expectations now. I may not be able to live up to them or fully fulfill them, but I don’t feel like I’m doing bad enough that I’m going to be abandoned. I think there’s a mutual understand that this life really isn’t all that has.
I don’t think she’s going to do me dirty. I’m not going to do her wrong either. I’m not going to live in fear or paranoia anymore. I’m just going to enjoy my life and however much of hers she decides to give me. She’s free to roam, and explore, and seek out more, as long as she comes back home to me and I think she will.
I was overreacting but I’m at peace now. I’m the most valuable and most productive when I’m at peace. Now I can get back to building my life. I have it a lot better than I think I deserve. Now it’s time to show myself why I do deserve it.
