God became my happily ever after, when i became completely consumed in my own death story and struggle. When my idea of an ending became the end to my life, when I couldn't gather my broken pieces, when I couldn't manage my own sanity, God had already written the ending to my ugly, unmanageable, beautiful life. And He made sure that in my deepest pit of darkness, He was my light. That when I was shackled to the ocean floor by boundless, non existent weights, He was the hand pulling me to the surface. God was always waiting and holding His unconditional hands out for me to touch.
I realize that i haven't been running from myself, or from fear, but I was running from my one true love. And my one true love has been running after me the entire time. I was just to selfish to turn around, and recognize His beautiful voice calling for me. And here i am, at this fork in the road, with God next to me, holding my hand. I am finally now letting Him lead the way.
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