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Monday Motivation: Into the Mirror

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Wishing for a Unicorn

Wishing for a Unicorn

I started writing this back at the beginning of June 2013 and it’s been sitting on my desktop ever since. Every once in a while I change a word or open it to read it. It hasn’t changed much. I’ve just been waiting for the end to come to me.
I finally figured it out.

Unicorn tattoo for SherriFeelings broken
Like a shattered pane of glass
With razor edges and points
Stabbing outwards
As the first line of defense

Wanting to lash out and make others suffer, too

Hoping to be swept up and put back together again

Wishing for a unicorn…

The Strangest Thing…

The Strangest Thing…

In just the first two days of this week I have unloaded a lot of baggage on Mr. X.

He listens and is genuinely concerned about my well-being, both physically and emotionally. Then, he is intuitive enough that he knows what to say and how to act in response. I’m sure that plenty of men are that way, I just haven’t had one of them in my life. So, relatively speaking, such a thing is like a mythical creature to me: a unicorn, per se. Therefore I feel special and lucky for having found one.

I have told him a few dumb little things about my parents, we talked about two of the most recent discussions I had with Doom-n-Gloom and we even talked about how to deal with Loserman if he contacts me the same way as he did last time.

Every time I share something new with him, I am a little worried that it will be too ‘scary’ for Mr. X and he will run. (We’ve talked about that, too 😉 )

BUT

Mr. X already really knows the worst bits of me and still he has not run.

So… Yesterday morning when I was talking and Mr. X was listening, he said the strangest thing:

Wow! I think you might need me more than I need you.

I’m pretty sure I giggled because that’s what I’ve been thinking this entire time…

Then, because he thought I needed it, he carved out a very short time to be with me. Just to be with me.

I got to be with him for an unexpected 30+ minutes.

It was lovely and he did it just for me 🙂

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He did…

He can…