Relationships.

I don’t know what I thought relationships were for.

I thought they were here to make me happy. I thought relationships were a place of ease, of country comfort, and oversize fireplaces.

I used to think that relationships were a breakfast nook.

I’m starting to think that I was wrong.

Relationships are a breakfast nook in a blacksmith’s shop.

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If you let them, they’ll reach into the cranny of your soul and try to bring out the ugly, slimy, unseen parts of you.

If the relationship is good, they’ll hold these up to the light and place them before you.

Not judging, not shaming, just letting you know that you can do better.

That you don’t have to hide.

That you can be yourself and still be loved.

..

If you can stand firm, when the ugliness inside of you is being pulled out, then the relationship can do it’s work. If you can withstand the desire to run. To bail. To pull the ripcord and blame others for the world’s ills that have been deposited inside of you.

If you can stand firm.

It can let the sun into places that haven’t seen light in a while and open windows that have been wallpapered.

At least that’s my hope.

I’m still figuring out relationships.

OFO

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