Chelsea George

What true friend doesn’t keep a set of pom poms in their back pocket for you?

I’ve had a relationship with anxiety longer than any.

Loving you is still simple. Missing you is overwhelming.

These three words can change so much that it is scary. I want you to do it anyway.

You try to see the positives, remember that you are so lucky to know that time is running out, until you flip that coin and realize that you have to watch the sand slowly flow through the hourglass.

You left. You made the choice to walk out the door and not turn back.

They say time heals all wounds, but what they didn’t mention is that sometimes the time necessary to heal does not exist in one lifetime.

If I told you about my past, my demons, and my darkness, would you do it? Would you love me anyway?