Anchor in the Storm

There is a kind of love that is wholesome and fulfilling.. and makes you want to give your best... and there was a kind of love that was wild, volatile and destructive... leaving one spent and exhausted, trying to fight for something that was never meant to be.

Is there a good man out there? Someone who is genuine, loving and supportive... to a fault? Apparently there is, and the skeptic in me is almost convinced that this man will stay... and not have his fun and leave.

Ideally you should find this love the first time you take a hit, but if not... life gives you second chances. I feel now I can be myself, no pretenses... no facades... no fronts... I am who I am... and I am loved for being me.

Where will this lead? For once in my life I really don't know what I should do. One door has closed permanently... I have thrown away the keys... and many many more doors have opened. Which door will I take? Again, I need a moment to pause... take a step back... and remember to breathe... and let the answers be shown to me in time.