It sat there for months unopened. Because what it looked like on the surface wasn’t something you thought you needed or wanted.
And it wasn’t until you were probably ready to throw it out that you decided to open it. And then you saw inside.
So then you wrote me a long note. About how much you’re struggling.
And it never once dawned on you that the reason why you’re struggling is because you discarded the wheely cart box.
Because you didn't/don't think you need what’s inside.
We all need what's inside. All of us. There's those of us who finally realize that and allow it in... and then there's those of us who keep denying ourselves.
There’s plenty of people who will give you what you think you want, especially if it gets them what they want out of you.
But there’s a select few who will continue to give you what you really need, even when it’s discarded.
You'd be wise to take note of who's who.
You'd be wiser to treat the latter better.
But true love knows you'll treat the latter better once you start treating yourself better.
And that's been the goal the whole time.
“I'm floating with balloons.
I’ll keep sending you some.
I’m headed toward the happy.
I’d love it if you’d come.”
