Letter on the Kitchen Table

 I am still learning about my hateful beloved :) . I am still learning about her resistance and her fear,her anxiety and her insecurity. I have learnt many of her stories and yet I am trying at each step to love her. I find that the more I embrace her,the more her vice-like grip loosens,the more I seek her camaraderie,the more the distances between us dissolve,the more calm listening I do to this little devil,the less fearful she appears,the more I woo this dark intruder,the smaller she becomes in the space of my soul.