Having girlfriends is the best – laughter and stories, deck nights and drinks, safe places to share your heart. But they can also be messy and confusing, especially when you feel mistreated. Or maybe when you mistreated.
I’ve been hurt. I’ve hurt – knowingly and unknowingly. Both don’t feel good.
For too many years, I didn’t invite people into my deep heart. I didn’t show that I cared for them too much. I didn’t allow their care for me to soak in too much. Why? I didn’t want to feel disappointed or sad or upset – with myself, with them. It felt safer that way, better that way, less risky. But you know what? It was lonely.
When you don’t have anyone to share your glad, mad, sad and scared with, you’re left living and learning and loving with your heart spaces, alone.
We weren’t created …