Heart open.

Embrace the fear… Do not visualize those fears, thoughtfully acknowledge them, and let go. Don’t give them energy.

My baggage is feeling unloved. There is a feeling of scarcity, not abundance. And whether that is time or love that I am low in, I’m not sure. Perception is a tricky bitch.

Misty/boy-side loves me. Still can’t say it though, though says crazy things like, “I don’t not love you…”

Mmkay.

These bags suck. I’m ready to sort this out.