What are you hiding from?
I realize that even though my father is dead – I am still seeking his approval.
I hide from whatever’s under all the giving to exhaustion – perhaps something I’m afraid to look at.
I hide from noticing what my life is like and whether I like it or not.
I hide because I don’t want to fail in stepping out into the world, exploring who I am, trying new things or daring to express my true feelings.
Relationships can be time consuming and complicated ..books and journals are fun and not complicated.