Slowly but surely my people pleasing habits have been getting dried out and falling off the wall. I think it is too many changing environments, like a guitar going out of tune when it is moved through varying temperatures. My only hesitancy in all of this is children, both literal and metaphorical.  It is unfortunate that what will set one person free could damn another. But mostly I’m just scared people will find out that I’m not on the same page with them and disown me as a comrade though I would never discount myself. But to hell with my fears, literally, let them burn so that honesty and truth guided by love might be all that remain.

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