I'm unpredictable, I never know where I'm going until I get there, I'm so random, I'm always growing, learning, changing, I'm never the same person twice. But one thing you can be sure of about me; is I will always do exactly what I want to do.
All my problems bow before my stubbornness.
I close my eyes and take a deep breath. Breathing in the pain, the heartbreak, my stubborn, willful insistence on closing him out because he hurt me. Then I breathe out with forgiveness, love, and acceptance that you can only be hurt so deeply by those you love. And that the real lesson here isnβt to never date a doctor; itβs to let love in, no matter how much it scares you that you could be hurt. Because itβs worth it.
There is a fine line between stubbornness and stupidity as well as intensity and insanity.