Writing has always been an outlet. To outpour the chaotic feelings and thoughts of my daily ups and downs. Sometimes it literally feels like I’m talking to the wall, but I love that. Every now and then I get an encouraging statement on the topics,how,what and they way I write – which is splendid too.
Today I’m gonna share a piece of me. A big and rather deep piece of me.
Another milestone in my little tiny life. I realised that I’m alive. And well. And I am brave, courageous and above all I can love again. I previously mentioned that I can’t access certain big, makes-everyone-feel-like-they-are-floating-and flying feelings.
I thought I couldn’t, after my last soul-gripping relationship. I am definitely much colder than before. Fear of losing myself again. Fear of being messy and unglued. But I’m not afraid anymore.
Because this is life right? It’s a package of goodness and badness. Full of hello’s and goodbyes. I cannot change many things in life. But I can choose the choices I make and I’m gonna leap.
The joy I feel is exceeding to the skies. Like I can feel the rain on my skin again.
What do winners do?
They spread the love,hope and happiness.
Here you go, have your cup of happiness too!
I finished one line, and here’s to starting a new one.