In a world where I have been told, “don’t be too kind, don’t be too authentic, don’t love too much” I am choosing to be myself.
If I have to die out of the pain of being too kind, too authentic, too loving…
I’d rather die fulfilled than endure a life where I can’t be myself just to impress the masses.
This doesn’t mean I am naive though. I see things. I just choose to embrace all my parts. Authentically.
Shadow to my light. 