TOLERANCE:

The inescapable truth, eyes shut and mouth taped.  The relationship had outlived the usefulness.  I was expected to look the other direction.  The textures of breakdown began to reveal their rich awareness, black outlining the illusion. Awareness of interrupted sentences. Always distracted with technology.

My journal scribbled random thoughts: Terrified to be upside down, questioning my thoughts, beliefs, actions, who to trust, who to be vulnerable with. I lived and loved in fantasy.