Too busy being fabulous.
I am a good person. I deserve to be happy. And I am going to be. Every day gets a little bit easier. And I know the day will come when the past no longer bothers me at all. I have let go so much of the past already that it seems almost sad that I let those stupid things bother me for so long. Not only that, but it feels good to slowly drop the baggage that has weighed me down over the years. It’s like carrying a bag of bricks around.. Trying not to feel the burden of the weight I’m so willingly carrying around. Slowly but surely I have been throwing those bricks out and it really is getting easier.
Life is not perfect. There are a few things that I am concerned about that only God can deal with, so I’m going to try and just leave those things with Him. I can’t dwell on these things, it makes me into someone that I can’t handle. I can’t be that person anymore. I refuse. Instead of boxing myself in, I am breaking free. It feels good to break away and smile again. I have wasted too much time feeling hurt… and dammit, I’m just over it. So this is my proclamation… whether or not I stay true to it is yet to be determined.. But I am going to live. I am not going to worry about people that don’t care about me anymore. And I am not going to beg. If it’s over, it’s over. I’ll get over it. Love that isn’t nurtured will not grow.. Like a flower, it will wither away and die.
Maybe I’m feeding myself lies, but right now I believe these words. So I guess we will see where it goes from here… I’m optimistic. And even better, I know God has my back. ;)
Life is not perfect. There are a few things that I am concerned about that only God can deal with, so I’m going to try and just leave those things with Him. I can’t dwell on these things, it makes me into someone that I can’t handle. I can’t be that person anymore. I refuse. Instead of boxing myself in, I am breaking free. It feels good to break away and smile again. I have wasted too much time feeling hurt… and dammit, I’m just over it. So this is my proclamation… whether or not I stay true to it is yet to be determined.. But I am going to live. I am not going to worry about people that don’t care about me anymore. And I am not going to beg. If it’s over, it’s over. I’ll get over it. Love that isn’t nurtured will not grow.. Like a flower, it will wither away and die.
Maybe I’m feeding myself lies, but right now I believe these words. So I guess we will see where it goes from here… I’m optimistic. And even better, I know God has my back. ;)