It never ceases to amaze me the therapeutic powers of an open road.
The vast space, and the freedom that comes with feeling like if you wanted to, you could just keep driving.
I was driving for an hour or so today, feeling more amazing with every passing tree. This world is so beautiful, it has so much to offer, and I realised I have everything I need.
I am happy with the person I'm becoming, I'm proud of myself, I have my dignity, I have my Peanut (my kitten).
I am self sufficient. I have only myself to rely on, and only myself to let down, and I love it.
I'm growing more and more and finding I have more to offer the world, and more to offer myself. I'm finding reward in daily interactions, and content in simply being.
I think back to years ago, bleeing, crying, crazy, pathetic little girl. I don't even know her, and yet she's buried deep inside.
If I could speak to her back then, if I could go back in time to myself at that age I'd say "We get there in the end kiddo."
And now I'm crying, now the tears come. Not because I'm alone, not because I'm heartbroken, but because I never thought I'd be this strong and healthy, and because it's all been worth it, and because there's so much more to come!
Bring on Broome!!!! Hope you're all doing amazingly.
P.S. I hate boats and all people that like boats.
The vast space, and the freedom that comes with feeling like if you wanted to, you could just keep driving.
I was driving for an hour or so today, feeling more amazing with every passing tree. This world is so beautiful, it has so much to offer, and I realised I have everything I need.
I am happy with the person I'm becoming, I'm proud of myself, I have my dignity, I have my Peanut (my kitten).
I am self sufficient. I have only myself to rely on, and only myself to let down, and I love it.
I'm growing more and more and finding I have more to offer the world, and more to offer myself. I'm finding reward in daily interactions, and content in simply being.
I think back to years ago, bleeing, crying, crazy, pathetic little girl. I don't even know her, and yet she's buried deep inside.
If I could speak to her back then, if I could go back in time to myself at that age I'd say "We get there in the end kiddo."
And now I'm crying, now the tears come. Not because I'm alone, not because I'm heartbroken, but because I never thought I'd be this strong and healthy, and because it's all been worth it, and because there's so much more to come!
Bring on Broome!!!! Hope you're all doing amazingly.
P.S. I hate boats and all people that like boats.
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annalee:
Amazing, yes it's so wonderful. These journals are like mirrors. So lovely to read. You're lucky to have had these realisations so soon though, I feel I should have come to these conclusions a few years before now but it's better late than never I guess! xx
annalee:
Hehe aw that's so cute! I don't feel too far behind then 