Twenty Nineteen
I felt tired before the new year came. Tired of the same conversations, observing unchanging behaviors, same thoughts. Not only with others, but within myself. Started blocking people, deleting apps. Wrote down what I wanted. Now I’m specifying what I don’t want, which is a new activity for me. It’s scary, because I’ll have a lot to change within myself and what I allow others to do to and around me. It’s cool though. Getting comfortable with the uncomfortable. Gotta push through. I’ll probably cry more this year, but I need to. Going to get out of my own way and find this path that God has for me. I should start journaling, therapy might be the move. I’m not scared, a little anxious though. Trust will be a major lesson this year.
















