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Do not stay in a box you´ve outgrown- It is not your box to stay in


In the world of dating are you also one who "tries too hard" give's a 110% and is always understanding ? Even to the point that the offers you make of "staying around" or adapting to their busy lifestyle and priorities, as well as your mental " If I just"- and "As long as I do not"-battle, are taking over all the good sides of you, your sanity, well-being, life.. The sparkly, freely-breathing and life-exploring human-being that you are ? Do you get sucked in and stuck by your own will-power and hope for them to change ?

 It is okey to give it your all, do not ever feel bad for that.

.... but when you start to feel yourself hitting the walls of the box of a person who has clearly barricaded themselves in (and you are stuck in the thought of helping them find their way out, desperately trying to let some sunlight in..)

 Know when to leave- it is not your box to crack open, you have the whole world to enjoy and one life to enjoy it in.
Do not force yourself in boxes you have outgrown..

And if you find yourself here later down the line ..and things don´t change. Live your life- walk away. Better with sane and happy parents for the possible kids anyway. 
I am still unlearning to get myself stuck in another persons cave.

I will look for sunlight, absorb all there is to see.
Uncertainty and knocking games are simply not where I wish to be.


This goes to the moment I saw a Highland cow through the bus window as I was leaving my solo-exploration trip. I was emotionally still crawling out of a box I had outgrown. I got to see one Coo after all. Thoughts switched from slightly melancholic to a burst of sun. I had never been this excited about kettle before - If I keep rolling on my own path, little miracles will come. One just has to start.


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