When I finished this piece, I didn't like it at all ! It was dark ...... a mess ......and then it struck me how parts of our lives are like this ?
Sometimes I feel as if I am lost *mentally or emotionally* in the deep dark woods, pleasing everyone else, consequently ending up in situations I dislike and seeing no way out. We go into compulsive, addictive behavior of accumulating stuff ..... when logically we already know we have too much and don't need more ? We keep friends whom we know are toxic ..... but have no idea how to get away from them ?
As I looked more closely, the patch of light in the top left corner suddenly gave the page direction.
Bad stuff doesn't last forever ..... and usually we figure out what we need to do, even when it's painful, we make up our minds that enough is enough. It's like being in the very deep dark woods, lost, then suddenly seeing a patch of light where we know there's a clearing and maybe the way out. The words *I am becoming* is really true about me ? Everyday I learn how to BE better, there are ALWAYS choices AND to live more by my choices, less by everyone else's.