You can feel when you leave yourself for another.
And when they leave themself for you.
The tainted stretch of self-abandonment is palpable.
It feels sticky and icky and gross and not right.
If the energy was a visual, you’d see how unnatural and misshapen it looks.
How unattractive it is.
And how messy and distorted things become when one chooses not to remain in their power.
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