I cannot
believe I still cannot fall asleep as soon as my tired limbs land on the bed,
and yet I suspect my restless mind might have something to do with it. My head
is on full “working mode” and I need some relief, I guess I just kept it inside
for so long that now I am bursting with thoughts, emotions and pure anxiety.
How could I give up on a part of me? A part of me that used to mean everything,
my identity, my only “gift”. What makes me me. I just need to let it out, here
of course. I missed the freedom of not caring about who is reading this, if
they think this is really good or if they are going to judge me. There is no
way I am going to please everyone, even though I have made a mission of it, all
my life. I am trying to find my voice again, my true self. Let us see how long
it lasts, because we all know I am extremely insecure and scared of being
ridiculous. I just missed this feeling of doing something that just feels
right.
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Obrigado :) todas as criticas são bem- vindas....