The question she asked and the answer I don’t want to think about…

She asked me the question, I don’t want to or I don’t know how to answer. I believe there’s a time for everything. I am not sure the time is right for this question. I don’t want to see what’s behind the veil. I don’t want to dig in, not this time, not now. Not now, after all I’ve been through. I want a space free of questions that have the power to break the balance I’m slowly finding.

I know I’m not brave there. I don’t want to be or I’ve been brave enough. I want peace.

Anyway, I will answer this question, step by step. At my own pace. Cause it has to be adressed. I just want to allow myself not to be stressed by it, as if there’s a deadline to it.

No deadline, just the knowledge it’s out there somewhere waiting for me, not to take action, but at least to think about it, to work through the hypothesis.

It’s not the end, just a new beginning.

Do you know about questions like this? What yours would be or talk about?

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5 thoughts on “The question she asked and the answer I don’t want to think about…”

  1. I completely understand where you are coming from. I feel that you are handling the answering of this question, very well. It is a pressure for me to have something lingering, so I would probably get it done with and then bury it so that I could be at peace and not have to think about it. It is probably coming up for a reason. Best of luck with this situation my friend. Much love.❤️

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    1. Thanks a lot Grace!
      I understand you too. It’s sometimes easier to get the answer right away but then, so many things can change with it and I am not sure I can deal with it now.
      One day I will for sure.
      Take care. ❤️❤️

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