Occasionally I will encounter someone who is married and has a family and they just pity me. “Oh, that must be so sad.” But the truth is, for me, it rarely is sad. Why? Because I get to finish reading a book. I get to chose what movie I want to see.
I didn’t know how to set realistic goals, but more than anything, I was afraid of healing and succeeding. A big part of me, for a huge chunk of my life, believed that because I had experienced pain so young, that I was bound to suffer for the rest of my life.