For so many years I would say, "I trust you" to my husband, but I didn't really. I WANTED to trust him, and I felt like if I said it enough times it might actually appear. Like Beetlejuice!
What I didn't realize was that I was just putting my head in the Lion's mouth.
Today, I'm proud to own my distrust.
I'm no longer a player in the circus.
I'm no longer performing.
The Porn Carnival must and will go on without my head in the lion's mouth.
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