Obedience is a strange thing in my world. I vacillate
between being fiercely independent, and conforming. Usually I subrogate my ego
and pride when I tend to conform. I consider conforming a sacrifice of sorts,
an acknowledgment that I do respect the Bigger Picture, the Universal Is – that
there is Something Bigger Than I Am, and ultimately more important in the
scheme of things.
I recognize that my pride is a weakness, my ego a flaw. And
yet, they are such large parts of who I am that I can’t just excise them
without leaving gaping mauls. On one hand, I’d never have made it to where I am
now without the support of myriad others. On the other, I’ve struggled and
worked damned hard to get here. Anyway, these are things to work out another
day.
Today, my horoscope – the one I trust explicitly, the one
that has been spot-on 99% of the time since I’ve started following it – urged me
to tell the one I am in love with that I love him. It even acknowledges I “need
to be bold and brave,” “sacrifice a little bit of your image and [a] whole lot
of your pride.”
So I offer a compromise, Universe. I’ll do it, but I won’t
do it directly. Call me a chickensh*t, I’ll own that label. But I’m doing the
best I can under the circumstances. I haven’t had a lot of support lately, and
it’s scary as hell. It’s been like riding a bike with my eyes closed, quite
frankly.
Hello out there. If you grew up in a place named for Tyler’s
Secretary of War, and live in a place best known for silver and blue bags, and
know what dlskjslksa means, I am in love with you. I acknowledge this isn’t the
most romantic confession ever, and I apologize for that. But it is heartfelt,
and sincere. This is not a rebound thing. I have taken it out and examined it,
dissected every inch of it. I’m far more analytical than I am romantic. I am
satisfied this is real.
It would mean a great deal to me if you acknowledged reading
this, in some way. And I apologize for the second-grader scenario. That’s
embarrassing in and of itself, but it’s the best I can muster under the
circumstances. ~~GH
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