Where do we go from here? Your mind remains restless upon years of emotions and thoughts you believe you will not escape from. Time seems to be at a standstill and you remain glued to the notion that it will not get better. Jump 2 days into the future, a year, a decade, now what?
Hmm…should I use this word here or that word there? Decisions, decisions, decisions. It’s funny really, how we look at the words we write and decide what word “works” best. We spend our time trying to get our points across as writers, bloggers, poets, and etc. Defined by our words it becomes more than descriptions
“I don’t have to prove anything”, I screamed it out. I turned to see my reflection. Eyes filled with tears. Reality hit me then and now. I do. I was once a very strong believer of, you don’t have to prove yourself. You are always entitled to be yourself and expect people to accept you,