When I look back…
I don’t know how many of my choices were my own….
And how many were made for me…
How many things I did for myself….
And how many things I did for you….
It’s crazy…
Its been circling around in my mind for what feels like lifetimes…
My life back then…
Didn’t belong to me…
It belonged to him…
I just didn’t know it…
But I’m not the person I was then….
I don’t think I ever could be again…
You can heal…
You can let go…
You can create a life for yourself…
A life entirely of your own…
One where you make all your choices…
And one where…
I hope you always choose love…
Instead of fear…
That way you have your own path…
And he is a prisoner of his…
