Crazy.
In my life, I’ve seen enough to feel like I’m 50.
I, for awhile felt trapped in a vicious cycle.
For the longest I didn’t like who I had become. Yes, change is good. But sometimes the grass isn’t always greener on the otherside. Sometimes it pales in comparision. & when you find yourself sat on patch of pale yellow grass, you realise you need to bring the water with you and tend to the grass on the other side. You do it so it becomes a brighter green than the patch you left.
I’ve realised at the end of the day I answer to myself. & perhaps this is the closest to happy I have been in the last year.
I can finally sleep at night and the dreams I have, oh the dreams.
I’m not a 100% but I’m finally back on solid ground and I’m not going to apologise for the route I took to get here.
