I often talk about my stuff and decluttering my belongings. While doing this, I’m thinking of letting go of the old me. I believe the people who we speak and interact with daily should be moving in a similar direction. I hope that we can encourage, motivate and check each other when we make excuses and miss the bigger picture. Life is too short, so the mantra I return to when I lose perspective is, treasure the now, embrace who you are now, you belong here.
When I look in the mirror I want to be proud of myself. I want to know I did my best.
For years I’ve been fighting emotionally battles and stuck in an odd trauma wheel, I don’t want to be feel stuck anymore. I am born for more. This is my time to shine and rise up with a success story. The transition from teen to adulthood was a bloody mess, but these next years will be different.
Goodbye to shame, the sob story, so long to the old fragile self. Hello to documenting and sharing my story, being vulnerable and resilient, courageous, emotionally intelligent, caring and straight up authentic.
I hope that you protect your energy, choose wisely and keep moving forward.