I want a car. I want a house. I want to have a great career. I want to have a relationship. I want to find a great guy. I want to find love. I want to love people in my life. I want freedom. I want to be free. I want to be free like a bird in the sky. I really want to be free. I really want to be free. I really want to be free. I really want to be free.
I was stuck. What do I really want?
Do I really want to have a relationship? The irony is that I value my freedom above all else on my want list! The same question repeated was so deafening to my ears that I had to stop thinking with my head and start to ask my heart. What do I really want?
I searched my heart. And I blurted...
I want to be honest with myself.
I want to be true to myself.
I want to forgive myself.
I want to love myself.
I was so shocked that tears just flowed. The deepest desire that I had suppressed for so long finally broke free.
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At one point, I began to think that life is a journey of searching for who I am really inside, nothing else really matters.
And I used to have much difficulty forgiving myself: there was more gulit that loneliness...still do.
Take care.
I mean "more gulit than loneliness..."
thanks for your sharing... you meant "more guilt than loneliness"?
yes, thanks for correction:)
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