Harbors Are Not Homes

There is something you have been accepting. A situation. A relationship. A job. A life. Something that has been not right for a long time but you have been telling yourself it is fine. It is okay. It is not that bad. It could be worse. There are people who have it worse. At least it is stable. At least it is safe. At least I know what I am getting. You have been bargaining with the unacceptable. Making peace with the thing that should not be your peace. Making do with the thing that deserves more from you. Making excuses for the thing that does not deserve your excuses. You have been telling yourself stories about why it is okay. Why it is not that bad. Why you should be grateful for what you have instead of wanting something more. And the stories have been working.