just keep swimming...
my new year's resolution:
same resolution as ever year.
be nicer to myself.
i need to start believing the things people tell me because they're true.
take people at face value.
trust people. ESPECIALLY when they ask you to.
stop deleting words.
start having faith in being alive.
have faith in yourself.
BE alive.
Have faith in the fact you ARE alive.
you ARE here.
you were here in your most miserable.
you were here in your most content.
you are always here and alive and living.
you are so much more than you think you are and i hope, as i hope every day, that you will see that.
perhaps it's time to stop hoping and start doing? i know i say that all the time, but perhaps ...
i know the answer already. this is why often my words end up as paint splatters on a wall instead of words on papertextscreenskin
i am looking for something new.
the woman who is petrified of change craves it to remain alive.
the dimensions must be emalgamated.
this will only happen with work.
i have this amazing life that is shared and will be shared and i have someone who will help me work at it and i have faith in that. yep. it's crazy. my brain likes to lie to me and tell me that i'm wrong, but i know the colours and the shapes and the smells and all i have to do is tell it that i know it's lying and eventually it will stop when it learns i am no longer listening.
i am amazing and i need to start believing it and living as though i know the truth.
living truth.
same resolution as ever year.
be nicer to myself.
i need to start believing the things people tell me because they're true.
take people at face value.
trust people. ESPECIALLY when they ask you to.
stop deleting words.
start having faith in being alive.
have faith in yourself.
BE alive.
Have faith in the fact you ARE alive.
you ARE here.
you were here in your most miserable.
you were here in your most content.
you are always here and alive and living.
you are so much more than you think you are and i hope, as i hope every day, that you will see that.
perhaps it's time to stop hoping and start doing? i know i say that all the time, but perhaps ...
i know the answer already. this is why often my words end up as paint splatters on a wall instead of words on papertextscreenskin
i am looking for something new.
the woman who is petrified of change craves it to remain alive.
the dimensions must be emalgamated.
this will only happen with work.
i have this amazing life that is shared and will be shared and i have someone who will help me work at it and i have faith in that. yep. it's crazy. my brain likes to lie to me and tell me that i'm wrong, but i know the colours and the shapes and the smells and all i have to do is tell it that i know it's lying and eventually it will stop when it learns i am no longer listening.
i am amazing and i need to start believing it and living as though i know the truth.
living truth.