Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Comfortable


Oh, the comfort - the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe  - having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but pouring them all right out, just as they are, chaff and grain together; certain that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and then with the breath of kindness blow the rest away.  ~ Dinah Craik

It's so nice to feel like you could literally do anything and not be judged for it because you could still feel comfortable. I love how things used to be so easy and I used to feel so comfortable. I hate the searching feeling that I have. I just want to feel like I don't need to keep looking for something better that may not even be there. I miss how everything used to be and I miss being able to just relax and feel comfortable. It is so nice to feel comfortable and to feel like you belong exactly where you are. Sometimes I wonder what it would still be like if I were still there. I think it would be nice. Today, I am a different person who would stick up for myself and not care so much. I would retain my independence and remain exactly who I am. I would be the person I always was and would show that to everyone else. If I could go back to then, I think things would be different. I think it would be a good different as well. Things would work out and there would be no negative feelings because during this time I was truly comfortable with who I was and how I acted. The part that is kind of sad is that I don't know if I could ever go back to that time. I would love to, but I don't know how anyone else would feel about returning. I guess that is why you have to make the best out of the present because you never know what can happen in the past. This is why all I can do is move on from here. Sometimes I regret that I didn't remain exactly who I was and that I changed some things about myself (for some unknown reason). I know that things would still be so great and that I could still be exactly how comfortable and safe as I always felt back then. All in all, I miss those days.

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