Month: March 2015

TO HEAL

Somewhere along the line, I lost a part of myself. Day after day, I searched for it. Never realizing that the unending emptiness I tried so hard to relieve, was because a piece of me was missing. I kept searching outward. With only an aching feeling of dissatisfaction to lead me. Days would pass, and no matter what I did, this yearning never completely diminished. I am broken. And despite how sad that little sentence sounds, I feel myself at peace with that admission. It feels like a step forward. One that leads me closer to whatever it is I lost. I now know that I’ve been looking for it in the wrong place. Up until this point, my search for fulfillment had been through external means. I depended on others to validate my existence, my self worth. And every time I did this, I was left wondering why such instances only brought fleeting moments of satisfaction. It never lasted, and it always kept me aching, grasping for that feeling of wholeness once again. I …