Sage, you have clearly expressed what I and lots of others wrestle with. I call it "Paranoid Kelli" coming out. When I'm not overwhelmed by that, I remember all the wonderful things that can be. I'm reminded of the lyrics to "The Rose"
Quote: It's the heart afraid of breaking That never learns to dance It's the dream afraid of waking That never takes the chance.
It's the one that won't be taken, Who cannot seem to give And the soul afraid of dying That never learns to live.
And the night has been too lonely And the road has been too long. And you think that love is only For the lucky and the strong.
Just remember in the winter For beneath the bitter snow Lies the seed that with the sun's love In the spring, becomes a rose.
You are coming into the spring, and if you stop now, after what you have done, you will miss what might be.