Maybe the first step is this, though, too. Another brick in the wall of why I'm me and accepting me for what I am. I hope so. It's what I want to aspire to most...to be a person I can finally be proud of.
What other people think about you isn't any of your business. What your mind whispers to you of dark things and insecurity when you lay awake isn't any of your concern, either.
can almost feel the concrete slamming up into my face with a few, and my internal dialogue reminds me that this process is inevitable. I convinced myself a very long time ago that I didn't need to be important to other people, even if they meant the world to me, and thus it would be easier to let the heartbreak roll off me.
Being a Virgo should be a a listed super power somewhere, just for the record.
In December, when the days are at their shortest, we begin to ask for and welcome the light back into our lives as the wheel turns. I'd like to think that this year has been all about circling back out of the darkness for me, waiting for the light to come back through. And it is coming through...one day at a time.
Along the narrow, winding road, lies the torment of unknowns,
and in my failures I see my triumphs growing from the weeds,
finding myself amongst the beauty within a path of bones,
and knowing that this you and me.
I knew it wouldn't be forever.
I feel like every time I go to make a tearful phone call or send a message that I'm bothering people and I don't want to do that, either.
"You can't go through your life without the happy things because you're scared of the bad things. The bad things will always come....but I would rather be hurting as bad as I have than to ever give up the things that completed me and made me smile. If they gave me a time machine and told me to go back and choose the people in my life again, knowing I'd lose them? I'd choose every single one again. Remember that."
The mind is a terrible thing to waste away in.