Jun 19, 2009 23:50
Five years ago today, I moved out of my house, out of my family, and started a new chapter of my life.
Some of my friends have called me strong for that. I look at myself five years ago and I don't see or feel strength in it at all. I see more desperation and stubbornness. The nice thing about the bottom is that there is only one direction to go.
Five years ago, I could not imagine where I would be today. I've always been mediocre at long-term planning, even without the haze of mental chaos shadowing me.
Today, my life is overflowing with awesomeness. I love the person I have grown into being. I love my family, my community, and my home. I also love the unrest and itch I have to keep moving, to improve things, to be more than what I am now, and to try to give back some of what I have taken.
bellybutton gazing,
divorce