I look back at the years when DRAMA was the name of the game. I lived life on my terms while feeling suffocated at every step. And that someone was usually a person I cared for deeply. I used to pray that one fine day a ray of understanding would shine down and everything would just untangle by itself.
If I compare the two lives, I’d pick my life today in a snap but that doesn’t mean I’m not thankful for the experiences I picked up along the way.
Do I wish some of the knots would just disappear? Most definitely. Do I wish I could bang some others into oblivion? Absolutely. But then if I would have known better at that time, that would be I was an all knowing being at a very young age.
And in any case, time did pass and the threads untangled eventually and now I use the same threads to weave patterns that are simply exquisite.