Some thoughts I wrote down recently that I wanted to share.
I fell in love, she told me how she loved me, how she wanted me, that I was beautiful, funny, smart, wise, she cherished me, I felt needed. Did I change, did I suddenly become all of this? When the love ended I felt a loss, why? Was I somehow less? Did I somehow change or am I the same and is it only the perception of myself that has changed?
I want so desperately to be these things that I look to another to make it true for me, to fill the hole inside me which needs this, which believes that I am not. I want someone to think these things to make it true, but she is no longer around. I want her to tell me again how wonderful I am, I haven’t heard it for a while, I promise I will believe again if someone will just tell me again, at least for a little while…
I am all of these things if I believe I am, if I just decide that it is true, but I can’t, I need someone to convince me again…
I know somewhere deep down that I already am everything, that I just don’t believe it yet. What does it take to live and be this truth that I know but can’t feel…
I keep looking for fulfillment, for completion outside of myself, out in this world, but it never lasts, I need to realize this, that only I can fulfill me, that it is what I believe and think about me that matters.
I need me, I need me to love me, to want me and to care for me, this will never change. I don’t need anyone else to do this for me, I need me to do this for me. I need to stop looking outside of myself for completion, I am already complete!
It’s me that I have been looking for, it has always been me…It’s not out there, it’s in here and it always has been…