Dang you for stopping me dead in my tracks from doing what I so famously do. ...from patrolling the perimeter of my heart, on guard putting on my scary personality to ward off anyone who DARE tries to come in & reside in more than a corner. It was only in the last year or so that I've actually realized I was doing this (again) because I've become so good at it, I have myself fooled. Who do you think you are stepping up & calling me on it? What makes you think you have the right to provoke me to being more authentic, allow the real lovable me to show so more people will see? I don't know you like that! Only people who love me get that privilege, and not even all of them.
But I thank you.
I thank you for making me look me right in the heart and reminding me it's okay to feel & be me.
I told you there was a greater purpose for this and I can't think of any more so than this...so far.
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