What's left of me, once you take away everything else?
I just realized that this blog contains the everything else I have been referring to for a long, long time.
Indeed, what is left of me once you take away everything else? I was stripped off the compromised sense of self I created in order to survive this world in the first quarter of this year and most of my posts in between have been hollow cries of the scattered self concept I mistakenly built in the last 20 years or more of my existence.
So, what's left? Nothing. Really, there is nothing.
Aside from the knowledge that I am loved, deeply and completely, and unconditionally and irrevocably by the One who created all.And yes, I am completely, totally undeserving of that love. But that does not change His love.
So, how's that?
