It’s funny how we look at isolation and hiding as a protective measure but when just a little bit of light shines on us, scars appear and we become confused as to where they came from.
In the darkness, we hid ourselves from want we thought would harm us. We hid ourselves because we felt that was the best way to stay safe. We have become so blind that we don’t realize that we are also hiding ourselves from the truth. Fear kept us away from the true meaning of light. The love, hope, and nourishment of that Light.
And in reality, we were committing self harm.
Why do we tend to seek comfort in the darkness? Why have we become so accepting of the darkness surrounding us? Why is the feeling of love, hope, and joy so terrifying to imagine.
Why do we continue to wait for others to find us when the only one playing hide and seek is ourselves?
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