I’ve never really thought about taking care of myself.
I’ve always been a giver.
Giving this, giving that.
I’ve never really thought about taking care of myself.
For three years, I looked out for him.
Making sure things were alright.
Expectations grew because he would always take.
And when I finally thought about myself,
I realized, I just need to be on my own.
I’ve never been happier.
I’ve never been this confident.
I’ve never felt this beautiful.
I feel so inspired.
I’ve taken to word and paint like my hands are out of control.
I’ve spoken to people I haven’t seen in years to rekindle.
One month and counting and it’s been me and my thoughts.
One powerful step at a time,
I feel like I’m floating.
The air isn’t thinning.
I’m no longer hiding in the shadows.
I don’t see glass when I look up.
I see the sky.
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