Yeah, she got me through all the cancer shit.The affair.My war of art.And she helped me do the work to become a higher version of myself.But I’ll be honest, I’m not where I wanna be...I’m not fully and completely who I wanna be.And I don’t know what’s stopping me.What’s in my way, blocking my flow?The flow I need to let go of the pain that keeps me stuck staying the same.And you know I thought I could beat this.I thought self-love was the drug I needed to kill who I was. And maybe it did, and maybe I’m still in the process and maybe I haven’t arrived so maybe I still need time. To be still. To meditate on the plans I have for her.To really experience the feelings of being in love and what it looks like to live the life I really want.A life that is pain-free.So maybe I’m still accepting something.Thus, once again my resistance always seems to come back and attack when I’m on the verge of transforming again.What...You tryna stop me?Good luck. So that’s probably why I don’t feel like I’m the best version of myself yet. Becoming someone else is a really painful process.But I know I’ve made progress, and I know I’m close to the next step.Whatever it is I’m pretty sure....it’s epic. LET’S BE SOCIALConnect with me via my favourite hangouts;+ @ ArtistSarahLong on Instagram+ @AlcoholInkArtStories+ Art Stories Site+ Confessions of an Empath