“You’re alive. That means you have infinite potential. You can do anything, make anything, dream anything.” – Neil Gaiman
Yesterday I kept reminding myself that I’m still breathing. I’m still here fighting this battle. Yeah, it sucks that I have to fight this battle alone, but it is okay.
Lately I’ve been feeling a little stuck. Actually, I’m not really sure what I’ve been feeling. It’s just a mixture of feelings. It’s hard to describe. I thought I was holding in sadness, but I don’t think it’s that.
I feel like I’m finally starting to value myself. I feel like I’m starting to see the good in me. Is this what it feels like to love yourself? I know that I’m starting to let go of the past. I’m starting to see the best in me. I’m finding my self-worth.
The Story Inside My Mind 