I was so good at it, that I thought you were gone.
Silly me, confusing self-avoidance with emotional health.
In fact, you were right here, a karmic seed longing to mature into a garden of expansion, waiting in the wings to be nourished into view.
Repressed emotions are unactualized spiritual lessons. Excavate, excavate, excavate…
Ignore everything that doesn't serve the honouring of your purpose.