Today I followed my heart.

I felt good about it.

Then I shared what I shared with other people who know and love my heart and they did not feel (or seem to feel) as good about it as I did.

After following my heart I felt relief and pride at my bravery.

When my pals responded with skepticism and "are you done with that now? And "be careful with how vulnerable you make yourself around people who don't care" I could feel the fear and self doubt creeping in.  Afraid I made a terrible mistake. Afraid he will avoid me now. Afraid he's going to be uncomfortable. Afraid I did something wrong wrong wrong.

Had to call for reinforcements (which part of me sees as weak but whatever).

I just want to say it.

I did what I needed to do for me. I did the RIGHT thing. The perfect thing. My emotions aren't something to be embarassed about or to fix or figure out why they're wrong. They are my tool. To tell me something. And I can respond to them, listen to them, HONOR them.  The elephant needed to be talked about and we will be better for it.  He will honor me.  We are more than fine. He knows I  strong and I and we can handle it.