I’ve never found myself in this position, the sense of guilt, knowing that there is no other way but none, the feeling that it’s not exactly what you wanted but it’s there.
It’s rather confusing, tiring even, to conform to behaviors that is expected, to think that we all deserve to be seen beyond the surface, trusting that with some pixie dust it will turn out better.
Perhaps it wouldn’t, perhaps it will and that's where I wanted to be still, to let go of expectations and hope for any signs to suffice.
I just know there isn’t.
photo by Theo Gosselin