u/Emotional_North_9066

I thought you were the one. I only saw you. Never could I have imagined I'd feel this way. Every time I saw you it was like the first and last moment. I never wanted to let you go. But...I did. I chose myslef. I choose the idea of freedom. A life without you isn't free. I live in chaos. I thought your love, boundaries, and expectations were a shackle. Keeping me tied like a dog to a post. But your love bound me to this earth. Grounded. To be needed by you was a mission that could save any man. And yet it became cancer, I sought to remove. Now in remission my vision is clear. You weren't perfect. You were unexpected. You showed me how much of me I neglected. You were frustratingly beautiful. And so full of life. None of this world's many strifes could bring you down. Until you met me. My love both the lock and key. To the cage that no longer binds us. Floating free

There are millions of people in the world and I'm always drawn to the people whose love I have to fight for. I'm the one who is patient and holds space for volatile emotions. Who teaches. Communicates. When that person finally is ready to communicate and love without a fight I leave because I feel to batrered and resentful to stay.

Another issue is I become the version that they feel they deserve. Each relationship is a lesson in my boundaries and my capacity to stay true to the idea of who I think I am.

Everyone tells me I'm a good person. And i definitely add value, however, my capacity to shift for better of for worse feels suffocating. I don't know what is right. I'm not fully the abuser or the abused. What am I when I exist as a reflection of your dreams and who you need to be to achieve them or your nightmare and who you need to remain to stay there

Can anyone relate

Can any poke holes in my thinking

There are millions of people in the world and I'm always drawn to the people whose love I have to fight for. I'm the one who is patient and holds space for volatile emotions. Who teaches. Communicates. When that person finally is ready to communicate and love without a fight I leave because I feel to batrered and resentful to stay.

Another issue is I become the version that they feel they deserve. Each relationship is a lesson in my boundaries and my capacity to stay true to the idea of who I think I am.

Everyone tells me I'm a good person. And i definitely add value, however, my capacity to shift for better of for worse feels suffocating. I don't know what is right. I'm not fully the abuser or the abused. What am I when I exist as a reflection of your dreams and who you need to be to achieve them or your nightmare and who you need to remain to stay there

Can anyone relate

Can any poke holes in my thinking

I love creating stories. I enjoy immersing myself in characters and in the worlds people create. I'm looking for like-minded individuals to grow and create with. I write poems, short stories, and have aspirations to write books.

* Genre/s: Coming-of-age. Adventure. Emotional and psychological thriller.

* Goals/expectations/commitment: Committed to creating a community. Hone craft and produce tangible creative works.

* Writing/experience level: Intermediate to professional. If you have stories and other works under your belt to share

* Meeting place: TBD

* Max size: 7