sometimes all i ever wish for is a person who understands why i do what i do (or say and think, for that matter). there are so many things i want to say and explain and ask, but i can't. maybe it's because i haven't tried my best to do so even once, for fear of repercussions of various kinds. and let's face it, living for God and not for man is so much easier said than done. how many out there have dared ventured on their own into the world against society's expectations, or should i say social stigma - and succeeded to boot?
but the kind of support you can get from just one person who sticks by you and heals the heavy, burdensome labels cut by people into every part of your exposed body could probably make all the difference, and make the risk and effort in finding this person all worthwhile, simply because you know you'll never have to walk alone trying to live life to the fullest.
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