Becky Curl

Have you ever noticed how you always seem to be attracting the same type of people? They force their way into your life.

No one wants to leave the person they have always envisioned their future with. No one ever really wants to admit defeat.

Day by day, it was like you were carving out every inch of my soul, and instead of letting something new blossom there, you left it empty.

You never think that it will be the last time you share these small moments with someone.

They did not choose you. They chose a life without you.

Where I am now is never where I planned to be, but I am slowly learning to be okay with this.

I never should have been looking for you to complete me. I never should have tried to make sense of a life I never even wanted.

Every challenge, every bump in the road and unexpected dead end, has brought you to this point. All of those things you cursed in the moment and swore that you would never be able to survive, you survived. And you are exactly where you are supposed to be.

Because I’ve got a body, baby.
And I never mattered anyway. 

Now it seems like lately you are having less of the days where you are able to come back from that pain. These are the days when you can’t seem to stop hating yourself.

If it isn’t okay, then it isn’t the end.

It wasn’t the sadness I was losing.
It was myself.