“Your actions are your only true belongings.” ~Allan Lokos
I used to be the kind of girl who relished stable and perfect surroundings. I fanned my magazines. I scrubbed the inside of the refrigerator.
I worked tirelessly to cultivate the external environment that I was lacking inside.
Externally, things were in order. The bills were paid. The laundry was folded.
Internally, I was a voracious black hole of yearning.
I consumed everything that was closest to me—food, love, validation—in an attempt to fill the void that I experienced on a daily basis. That feeling of not being enough, of …