I’ve built my entire life around the notion of safety.
Safety from the unexpected.
Safety from persecution.
Safety from others’ interference, manipulation, or control.
I thought I was living a big life.
But it’s actually quite limited.
I’ve been living in a cage of my own making.
It’s a big cage, but it’s still a fucking cage.
Because there is no such thing as safety.
And I don’t know how to make peace with that.
