It's been quite a while since I've processed my life in prose.
But I think it's due time to begin again.
In the words of Robyn, "The only way her heart will mend is if she learns to love again."
I must love again.
This is the rawest I've been in four months.
I'm beginning to realize just how messed up my life has been.
And just how blessed I am to be given the opportunity to sort it out.
Growth hurts.
It sort of sucks, actually.
But I'm a fighter.
And as much as I sometimes wish I could, I cannot give up.
I will fight.
I will feel.
I will love.
I will live.
I will.
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