Anyone I’ve known who ever changed (including myself) did so because of a big shock; a lambasting, gargantuan shock of the hand grenade in the mind variety; the type that obliterates then rewrites whatever went before.
Willing someone to change isn’t enough. Stepping out of a space to allow change to happen is, perhaps, a gesture of acceptance and hope.
And gently freeing yourself from the barbed wire is an act of love.
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