Moving On

Here I go, off and away! I no longer rely on your arm to make me strong. I strengthen myself so I can stand on my own. I don't need you like I used to. I am strong. I am brave. I can do this. I'd forgotten I could feel this way. Liberation. I cast you out of my mind. You'll always be there but no longer will I feel regret and misery when I think of you. I will think of the ways you made me better, stronger, wiser. Thank you. I looked through my pictures from Europe and realized... I am interesting. I am an interesting person. I always looked at other people and thought that THEY were interesting and I was boring. Not anymore. I am different. We are all different. That's what makes life so fun, if you let it.

Being in another country made me realize that the hard little things that happen in my life are nothing compared to the things other people in the world are going through. Makes me grateful for the life I have. No more unhappiness. No more depression. No more unfairness and whining. All I see now are clear skies and green grass. I see the possibilities in my life and I'm striving to attain all the things that I want while I'm here. Thank you God for this moment of clarity.