You walk on a path, where no one ever walked before. Face demons no story was talking about. And by choosing to heal, you are left alone by many. Just few keep holding your hands as soon your questions become too uncomfortable. As soon as your feelings are outgrowing their fashionable numbness, no one wishes to hold you tight in the night. They have eyes to look but refuse to see, have ears to hear, but no willingness to listen. The word we use is one of the most powerful tools we have. Pure magic. And yet, the spell is used in hundreds of millions of wrong ways.
And there you are.
On your path.
Facing demons no one told you about.
Learning about Love, as no one told you about.
Love.
Is not a romantic feeling a fairy tale.
Is your Birthright!
Anna Konya Abstract Art 