Unrequited love left me devastated.
It hurts like very few other things do.
I didn’t get what I wanted.
Instead life gave me something invaluable.
I finally realized I was blinded by the reflection of my own light.
Idealizing my idea of someone didn’t let me see what’s already there.
Buried deep inside me, waiting to be embraced and unleashed.
It is my love for myself that has been unrequited all along.
My dream is met with pitiless indifference.
I was dreaming of falling into someone.
Never touching the ground again.
Finally I’m falling.
Into the void.
Self-pity and self-imposed limitations are paralyzing me.
Rejection is the inevitable consequence.
I’m not allowing this to happen.
I’m holding myself back.
I’m feeling overwhelmed, weak and helpless.
I’m full of fear.
I’m not stepping up.
This is the worst form of self-torture.