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Inner sense of security (Oak Tree)

I know I wrote about this before under different headlines, but due to current circumstances in my life I felt it was time to bring this forward again.

Become whole and complete, teach yourself to surf even when hit by waves of anxiety.
For me anxiety is a part of me, but I learn to walk through it, after years of hard work I found trust in me.
It does not matter where I am, where I am I am me, others do not need to transform themselves to fill the holes in me, it is my mission to become whole entirely.
You are welcome to walk right beside of me.
But first you need to strengthen your own sense of inner security. 

Become grounded in yourself, build yourself strong enough to become what you need from me. I will support you but I can not fill all the holes within you that you see, you need to become your own Oak tree.

This applies to wherever in the world you might be, close to home or far away, Inner security is key.

This " becoming whole thing"  does not happen over night, neither does it after you have realized that " she is right". I can see you lost within yourself, day and night.
It is hurtful to watch from aside.

This is why I push you where you need to be, to find that inner sense of security.
I can not be all you want me to be, just to have you feeling whole momentarily.

The waves will come, filled with anxiety, that is why you have to be a tree,
find the roots within yourself.
I can not fix your anxiety.

I can be much, but I have to be me.
Even as I immerse myself in your culture, I can not fill the holes in your tree.
Striving for perfection from our loved ones in order to fix our inner sense of security, should not be part of our relationship ideology.

Finally, remember this, I will always help you to feel at home, and I know you would do the same for me, your culture is just as important to me. This applies wherever we decide to be.

But we each need to find our own sense of inner security.

One day I will meet your inner Oak Tree.




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