When I was in high school, I had a boyfriend.
There were days when I needed more freedom and independence from the relationship, just to connect with myself and be present in my own life— he kindly called these my "butterfly days". (A very mature perspective for anyone, especially at such a young age.)
I still have butterfly days.
Days when I need to just fuck off,
not be held accountable to answering my phone,
disappear from my finely tuned / built world,
and feel utterly free.
These days are so important for my well-being.
Frankly, I'm not in a place right now where I want to feel like I "belong" to anyone but myself.
The gripping, the clinging, the expectations—all feel so heavy right now.
Like hands pulling me down to drown in the turbulence of their seas.
I am so appreciating the folks in my life
who can love me unconditionally,
who support me in fulfilling my own needs,
respecting my own cycles + seasons,
without expectation for me to salve their wounds
or be on-call all the time.
Thank you,
thank you,
thank you.
🌌🦋
Kyle Delaney
2021-10-15 19:30:54 +0000 UTC