Compass to love.

I feel like I’ve been navigating through the dark mystery of love, with a compass, for the past 12 years. When I was 15 and so forcefully shoved into something I thought would be as pleasant as the fairy tales painted; I discovered the true pain of heartache early. 12 years to date of experiences which I so blindly navigated through because I had no love role models. The thick fog of naive clouded the path to true abundance and because I had no candle. I had no flashlight. Only a compass. A compass which had been thrown from generations … Continue reading Compass to love.