If I could go back, there are so many things I would do differently.
I forgive you for not being the man I thought you were, the man you pretended to be.
And you know what else? It was so not worth it.
I’m just a wandering soul, a friend, a teacher, a daydreamer, and a believer.
I will always love too much, feel too deep, and connect with souls I’ve just met on a deeper level. I refuse to change that or even feel a little bit bad about it.
In accepting, I release the struggle and float, therefore saving myself.
I accept the good and the bad because without the bad, how would I ever measure just how good the good is?
I will listen to my body, stretch when I need to, and feed my body healthy food. I will show myself love by taking care of my skin and getting the rest I need.
Now that I’m older I try to tell her to shut up and just be quiet, that I don’t have time for her.
I am choosing to forgive myself for letting someone convince me my work wasn’t good enough, not trusting myself.