As those timelines played out, I felt like the odd man out. My other friends had husbands and careers while I stayed in this place of hero worship for them. If only I could get it together like that. If only I could have a partner like that. I spent so much energy wanted to be like others that I couldn’t even remember who I was. I was so deep in the matrix it was comical. Clueless as to why I kept creating the same things over and over again. The same energies kept playing out.
