I'm Coming Out of Codependency

I can feel myself slowly, coming out of codependency with the ability. The ability to voice my needs and concerns. Radical honesty. Self compassion and yet compassion for the other. Wanting more than just what I want. Loathing nothing of the other for long. Understanding in the trials and tribulations of the miracle of friendship. Kinship. Heartship. Coming together between worlds acting as best friends to the body and to each other. Shower your thoughts away down the drain while you listen to Chiquitita at peak volume even though your ears have already lost a few. That's nothing that the laughter of your sweet friend can't help. I might not quite have them yet. It might not look exactly how it feels in my body in reality... but I'm preparing. I am being prepared to be shared. Deeply and intimately with closest confidants and childhood memories. The friends who are reminiscent of back in the day. Or two months ago. Or shoot you, skyrocket you to the future never to return again to the unevolved part only to console her when she is faint of heart. I'm coming out of codependency and it's been a long journey.

Boy,

It's been a long journey.

Many lost friendships to show. Inability to heal within the walls that I felt confined me. Avoidant and cold they said. Avoidant and cold. I still feel it come up, but now I take action. I bridge the gap that can be bridged so god damn easily. Like a piece of cake or over a cup of tea in a mystery. Lay on the floor proud of the progress. I've waited so long for this. The sun shines through the night clouds once again and I'm part of it again. I'm part of life