I’d like to pretend, for the most part, that I’ve created and sustained a life of privacy; allowing small glimpses of adventure, humor, spontaneity. Childishness, even. I’ve never, however, shared much about the painful or dangerous experiences I’ve endured in such a young life.
There are few of you that have truly seen the ugliness that dwells in me. Fewer still are those that keep me close to them, having seen and experienced my flaws and shortcomings.
I’m hideous on the inside and I believe with every ounce of my existence that there is goodness, beauty and redemption in sharing the intimate secrets I protect with you.
I’m being called by the Creator of the universes to seek the sliver of perfection He’s so intricately hidden inside of me, and the journey to face that alone has become daunting.
This is my attempt to be vulnerable. This is my way of breathing the truth of the pain I’ve collected over my lifetime into the atmosphere we share. This is my hope that my message will transcend beyond the celestial and find its rest in paradise.
At the very least, it’s my desire to feel that how I’ve chosen to craft my thoughts brings you closer to intimacy with yourself.
With love beyond my ability to express it – Anisia
an invitation to witness the most sacred parts of me 