Today could have been a happy day.
Granted, I did have to spend some alone time with one of my personal demons, but it gave me clarity on where and how it's hurting me. There's still much to be done, of course. Knowing that it feels like a character flaw, a blemish on my soul, doesn't make things better. However, small revelations about not knowing what to do with my body, or about the way I am careful to maintain my emotional distance, can help me set targets and goals to move me to a better place.
Then, a quick stop at my chiropractor and an hour or so of funny podcasts to brought me back to the light side. There will be times and places in which I must wrestle my demons, but when those times end and I leave those places, I have to be able to do so in a healthy way.
Dinner, tv, conversation, laughter. Spending time with my parents over spaghetti and french bread was a wonderful way to wind down the day. Soon after, I'd retreat to the comfort of my bedroom so I could use the wonder of the internet to travel far beyond. To people I had believed could be safe...
I should have known better.
