My greatest fear here is not that I’ll never find my purpose, it’s that I will, and then I’ll ruin all my chances of a happily ever afterlife and end up just as miserable and lonely as I was the day I died. I thought that was my rock-bottom, that beautiful sunny Southern California day when the first me left.
Today, in this very moment, that old sadness is creeping back in, as well as the anger, the pain, and the overwhelming feeling of being utterly insignificant. Fear has dug its way back under my skin, scraping along my bones, and filling my veins with poison. It’s become a neighbor again to Doubt, which is currently ripping into my heart and making a forever home there.
I just want to go back to sleep where it was dark and quiet. Where for just a fraction of a moment, I forgot it all. I felt nothing, because nothing is what I had become.
And right now, that sounds like Heaven.
– Piper Willow, Dying to Know – Coming Soon © Trish Marie Dawson