So negative feelings aside...I feel like I can write more. Multiple posts in a day, gosh. You would imagine how utterly bored I am. (And some people would probably wonder how the heck I can manage to feel bored, what with all the deadlines and other stuff I have to do) Well, here goes...
I’m traveling deeper into myself than before. I’m struggling to find reasons for my behavior, I’m at war with my habits. I’m dissatisfied. But I think I’m going to win.
I’m learning and growing into something new. And loving, mostly every minute of it.
I’m reaching my limits, discovering that I can’t love others wholeheartedly on my own, with my own strength.
I’m learning to fight and work at having good, wholesome, honest relationships with other people. It’s not easy, but it’s worth it.
I’m waiting. For a dream I desperately wish to see unfold, but it needs more time to develop.
I’m moving. Exploring. Playing. Trying to give everything I have.
I'm writing. My dreams, my hopes, letting my imagination run free and wander. And no negative comment is going to stop me.
I’m destroying the lies fed to me. They’re not true. They have nothing on me.
I’m accepting everything, the mistakes, heartache, and happiness. Every last bit.
I’m not quitting. Anytime soon.

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