They did not choose you. They chose a life without you.
Where I am now is never where I planned to be, but I am slowly learning to be okay with this.
I never should have been looking for you to complete me. I never should have tried to make sense of a life I never even wanted.
Every challenge, every bump in the road and unexpected dead end, has brought you to this point. All of those things you cursed in the moment and swore that you would never be able to survive, you survived. And you are exactly where you are supposed to be.
Because I’ve got a body, baby.
And I never mattered anyway.
Now it seems like lately you are having less of the days where you are able to come back from that pain. These are the days when you can’t seem to stop hating yourself.
If it isn’t okay, then it isn’t the end.
It wasn’t the sadness I was losing.
It was myself.
You should be proud of yourself for being brave enough to admit when you just aren’t feeling whole anymore.
Most days I wake up and I can’t even recognize myself.