Reflections

At Arm’s Length

Please keep me at arm’s length. I love it. There is something about me that is flawed in a way and broken, where I love a person with that bit of confidence and arrogance.

It’s like they’re worth having if they think I am not worth having.

Did you read that? Did you see where the flaw is?

Yes, sometimes I think I am not deserving of love or anyone that I could possibly be connected to. When they are stand-offish with me, I think they see me for who I really am and agree with me that I am wanting in some way.

Years and years of programming, and now several partners have dug into that again and helped bring her back out after so much healing. Giving myself grace, though, and letting me understand that the process is never linear. I will enjoy my company and my freedom.

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