Molly Radio: I Would Walk 500 Miles, Desmond Bale
Linked arm in arm with a dear friend of mine on a chilly Thanksgiving, she says to me, “Molly, you don’t have to be as alone as a part of you believes you should be.”
And just like that, a bit of the wind was knocked out of me - the way that it happens when you know you’ve just heard the truth.
Alone has been a big part of my life. Not always in a sad way. Mostly, just in a way.
To describe this, I have identified as an introvert, a lone-wolf, an independent sort of gal. I love the experience of midding.
At times, I have found great joy in solitude. At times, I have felt that the only place I can truly be myself is when I’m alone. At times, the loneliness has been crushing to the point of gasps and tears.
And at times, I have believed that I deserved to be alone. That I needed more time in the oven before I was “ready”.
Who is that part of me that believes she should be alone? What does her voice sound like? Why does she believe that with such conviction?
Might she be able to change her mind?