When I started, freedom meant to me; being alone, on my own. Today, freedom means and IS, freedom from the need to conform to what others want, or need me to be.
Up until, literally, 3 days ago, I was still trying to please others and be free. It's not possible.
3 days ago, I was wounded emotionally by a series of events, out of my control. As I licked my wounds, I realized, it was time to stop trying to please other people. Stop trying to be the Sharon they needed and be the Sharon I need.
It is still a work in progress, but this morning, I am at peace and not perfect. YAY.
I cannot fix other people, nor do they need to be fixed.
If I am not loved for the fullness of who I am, I am not loved.
If I cannot be "me" I am not free.
Fantasizing the freedom to be Sharon and loved too.