To be honest - my blog reveals alot about me. Things that go through my mind. Things i relate to. Things i love. Things i hate. Things i admire. Things i wish for. Things i dream of. Things i feel. Things i wish i could feel. Things i wish you could feel. Things i miss. Things i regret. Things i yearn for. It's like being totally naked and exposed in public but no one can really see you - you are invisible - except to a smal minority of people who are able to see you for who you really are. See past the walls you hide behind & camouflage you use to blend in. Who knows the difference between just saying you're fine or actually truly are fine. Who understand that sometimes your silence is bigger than your voice (which could be hard to believe in my case sometimes lol). Those who understand that its easier for me to express myself this way as i struggle to do it on my own.
So I’ll sleep and find comfort in my dreams. In their safe embrace, I’ll elude the truths which threaten to destroy everything I need to believe in. I’ll find my hope and happily ever after ending which can never exist in the harsh light of reality.