Here's to Us

There was a time I promised a man that I admired that when the timing in my journey of growth was right, I would find the courage to fulfill my dream of writing a book. I told this man how safe it made me feel to simply curl up in my pajamas in my soft, fluffy chair. Drink and snacks in hand, ready to confidently pour out the memories and words that consume me. We made prolonged eye contact, his expression peaked in interest as if he were studying me. Eyes are the window to the soul, I felt naked and vulnerable. He finally asked me if this was what I really wanted, I smiled and said yes.

"You need to do whatever it takes to make you happy and fuel the fire I just saw. You need to embrace who you are. You are beautiful, and you deserve much more than this. Work for it. If you just let me in, I could help you, C. I'll do whatever it takes to see you in your true essence, raw without question, and being the girl that I love so much. I will do whatever it takes to always be here for you. It's sad seeing you suffer, C. One day, I'll have to leave because you keep pushing me out. Trust me. I want you to achieve everything you set your big heart to. Listen to me, sweetheart. You won't feel like this forever, I know your pain, and I've been in your shoes. There's another side to this, and you can have it whenever you decide to love yourself first without question. You're going to tell your story one day, and I can't wait to hear about it."

Here's to a good start, Boston. Here's to us.