I’ve been trying to figure out being multi-dimensional lately. To be the grey rather than only being the black or the white. The grey to me has always been a resting spot. A point of confusion that I sit in until I am ready to move back to the black or the white. The healing, the growing, the shifting- but not somewhere I stay forever.

I’m realizing that the black and the white doesn’t even begin to encompass a state of being. I am this while I am that. I am the black and the white while also being the grey- the blue, the purple, the green. I am my 5 year old self, my 17 year old self, my 26 year old self.

I said to my therapist the other day that sometimes it feels like choosing myself or choosing others. She said why can’t it be both? Why not the grey?