Hope Begins In The Dark
I can feel hopelessness impressing itself upon every aspect of my being and I want so badly to be able to push it off.Â
 I don’t feel like myself. I keep waiting. I know based on past experiences that if I am not happy with something then it is up to me to change my circumstances. I am the CEO of my own life and it is up to me.Â
The hopelessness springs from the man in my life. The one I crave so deeply. Is that my ego talking? God I feel things when I am near him and with him. His voice penetrates through me. When we are making love I feel everything all at once. Still I can’t shake the feeling that I am walking into something that I know is wrong for me. He is in a relationship with someone who is not me. I know this is some form of self-sabotage and torture but I kept doing it anyway. Why? Why do I only feel these things this deeply for those that are not available to me? I am trying to figure that out. I am trying to tune in and see it. Where does this come from? How can I understand? Sometimes I don’t want to admit this hopelessness I feel about actually getting that good stuff with someone because I worry about saying something and making it true. I don’t want to keep attracting this same thing into my field. I really don’t. I want the real, raw, good stuff. But I want to feel that passion as deeply as I do for these men that are so wrong for me? Why is it never both? Am I contributing to this self-fulfilling prophency.Â
Of course I am. How do I stop?Â
I want to love. I want to really love. Deeply. Wholly. Fully. I want them to love me and I want to love them back just as much.Â













