It’s true.

And I’m okay with that.

Thinking too much feeds my imagination, my curiosity, my spirituality – my heart and my soul.

As long as I’m aware it is ‘too much’, and am able to set aside the findings with emotional health and a clearer understanding – it is a positive thing.

I am someone who craves truth.

If a thought occurs to me to which I don’t have an answer – I must find it!

From researching a topic to examining my own feelings.

I love to dig deep and discover.

If I’m not being genuinely me, I am emotionally, physically and mentally in turmoil.  Even if I cross a line – ask too much – indulge in brief, unwarranted sadness – I can feel that I’ve at least been true to myself.

Truth I feel is internal – and honesty for me, is external.

I can’t lie.

I used to be able to – which was never a good thing.  But in my quest to like myself – improve myself and heal myself – I evolved.

I obey laws and rules – admit when I’ve made mistakes – answer personal questions with complete honesty, (no matter how hard it is to share) – I tell the people I love that I love them, and when I don’t know where I stand – I ask.

It has been a relief to live in an untangled web.