My tongue still misbehaves.

My head is clear and my heart is open.
For the first time in a while I can breathe.

I don't know what's going to happen this week. I don't now how this "space" thing is going to work. Or if it will help. I'm pretty sure nothing's going to change unless we take a bigger leap. But I'm not ready for that, and I'm not sure I even want that. Despite all of it, I'm still so unsure. But I know now what I would lose and I don't think I'm okay with hurting myself like that.

Being honest has brought a huge weight off my chest. and a hell of a lot more confusion in my head.