This week has been a trying but good one for me. I feel like I've rounded yet another corner (so.many.corners.) but for once (in my life?) (in a long long time?) I'm happy with who I see when I see me. Like, I actually can feel myself going in the right direction. If that makes any sense?
I still struggle with reading my Bible like
I'm sensing a lot of new things within me but it's almost like they aren't new, but that this was me all along.
Like, I was underneath a bunch of stuff that I'm throwing off, purging left and right and while I was running the other day it was like I saw it all happening, and I passed this bench and envisioned the old me, sitting there and I kept running and it was like, I'm leaving her behind. And it made me so happy.
I'm ready to live.
*[I'm seriously thinking about starting one.]