Draw your line in the sand.

Begin to value the boundary of: I am unwilling to pretend. And the quality of your life will be your reward. But, good girls don’t …

At that moment, I found myself feeling totally disoriented and confused, as if the time / space continuum had shifted and, somehow, did not apply to me. 

As I type this, I find myself realizing that …this is how it feels when one awakens to an alternative reality they were not prepared for, yet there it is. 

This is how it feels when we are so certain that we know what we know and then are exposed to a different reality that shows us otherwise.

This is how it feels when we live cloaked inside our worldview, resisting “the unknown” to penetrate because we would rather feel like we already know.

I think this is the state we are desperately seeking to avoid ever feeling. Because it’s disorienting. Because it’s confusing. Because it’s uncertain. 

And our cultural conditioning has taught us that uncertainty = dangerous. This makes sense when we are four and left to fend for ourselves, however, it becomes an anchor of a double-bind that keeps us unable to differentiate.