All my life I’ve been consumed with the idea of right and wrong. I’ve also been blessed (or cursed) with the ability to see the black, the white, the gray, the overlap and the million outcomes or scenarios. 

We’ve all dated that guy. The one that was at the heart of him a really good guy. The one that seems to be everything you’re looking for. Until you realise you’re in a situationship not a relationship and things are complicated.

I’ve realised that with me, the problem is I’m so afraid to let go and trust that love will find me as I get older, I just tend to stay stuck. Then I see all the areas in between and I start to see potential and possibilities not the actualities. 

The hard thing is the heart thing. It’s stubborn. Sometimes facing the thing is too hard.