I miss having someone in the empty spaces of my life.
I pushed through it, though. I told myself to breathe, to put one foot in front of the other one, and to claw my way back up out of the hole. You see...despite the twists and the going round and round and round...I know that I am still creating my legacy. Regardless of the pain and loss, I'm still standing. I'm still clawing my way back up when I fall. I'm still getting up and letting Life happen. It has to.
I don't know how to stop it, either. I don't know if it's worth stopping. I don't know if I'm worth it to try.
I'm still finding myself. I'm still finding my happiness. I'm still re-igniting my core. And I will get where I'm supposed to go as soon as I figure out what "supposed to" looks like.
We’re falling for you, too, and it’s scary. It’s so scary. But it’s also worth it, and we know it. We just hope you do, too.
I won't go back to the complete and utter lack of confidence of my past. I will not allow others to dictate my path. I will create my own destiny.
So I guess...behind every dull moment, there is this bit of exciting and unpredictable under the surface. I just need to remember to tap into it and let others see it.
Maybe that's the point... fitting in is the wrong goal. Maybe the point is to learn that Plain and Tall isn't such a bad thing and that somewhere down the line, someone will recognize it for all it's brilliance again. Perhaps the person who needs to recognize it the most is me.
I keep myself guarded but I can't breathe if I'm smothering myself and I can't keep fighting if there isn't something to fight for.