~ M.L. Gallagher – Author of The Dandelion Spirit
He is the lie, from hello to good-bye.
I love you to I hate you. You’re beautiful to you’re ugly.
It was all a lie.
And I have no room in my life today for lies.
When friends or my family ask, but what about this, or what about that, I tell them. It was all a lie. There was no truth in him.
If I spend my time trying to figure out fact from fiction, all I am doing is trying to prove — I wasn’t so stupid. See, this was true. That’s why I fell in love with him.
Truth is. I fell in love with him because I believed his lie.
When I discovered the truth, I was so enmeshed in his lie that I couldn’t find the truth in me. And so I sank.
He did a lot of horrible, terrorizing things to ensure I stayed hooked into his lies.
In accepting the truth that what he did was based on lies, I am able to accept that the hooks are also lies — and in that truth comes the power to let them go.
Every so often he’ll sneak up into the back pockets of my mind and settle in for a little visit.
That’s when I have to turn up for me and say, go away. There is nothing in you I believe in. Everything in me I do.
And when the tears and fears and sorrow become too great, I simply breathe, look up into the sky and see once again the limitless possibilities of my life today.
