I’m Messed Up.

I’m messed up, and I’m OK with that.

I have fears and anxieties. I procrastinate. I avoid things I don’t like.

Sure, I work on those. But I don’t beat myself up over them (like I used to).

Part of being human is being perfectly imperfect.

Trying forever to be whole when, of course, one can never be completely whole while one is broken off from the source, from the creator.

So, while I’m here, I’ll just do the best I can to get as close as possible, with the knowledge that I will never get all the way there.

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