Something that I had/have a very hard time with was/is letting myself "fall". However, falling is a necessary evil. Falling itself is actually very thrilling. Just like an actual fall, with the butterflies and that, "world whizzing past you" sensation, it's kind of an adrenaline rush - not 'kind of' - it is an adrenaline rush. I guess I should correct myself, I love falling, it's the landing bit that hurts.
I "fall" quickly, I never thought I would be that type of person, but past experience has shown me that I like to jump. One thing I have noticed about jumping and falling quickly, you hit the ground pretty quickly too...and it hurts. Don't worry - I don't really learn from that.
There was a time though when I wouldn't let myself fall. I fought it tooth and nail as though someone were dragging me into it. If a guy expressed his feelings for me too quickly, I didn't trust him. Even if I had feelings for him, suddenly they would be gone, chased away.
So - today's entry is on Falling.
Falling - I support it.
I was watching this little obscure British show one evening and a line caught me by surprise. I will now paraphrase it, "To love is to lay ourselves open to hurt, but we do this because it is worth it." To love someone is to open ourselves up to endless possibilities, those possibilities could be anything. We could be loved back, we could have our hearts broken, but in the end, no matter the outcome, it was worth it.
Falling is scariest when you have fallen before and been hurt. For a girl like me, who has been wrong so many times before, letting myself fall is a scary thing. But I think that hope is what draws you to let go and fall, and you hope someone is there to catch you. Even if no one does though, you're supposed to get back up, dust yourself off, and try again. Eventually there will be someone there who won't let you hit the ground.
So my advice? Fall - it's worth it.
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