I've scrolled down the whole page. Now, from where I am standing, I see my struggle and I see my drive. I see how diligent I have been. For the last two to three years I have been talking about healing. I knew I needed to. It's been so hard to do so all alone. Yet I haven't given up on myself. I am thankful for that. Thankful to all the previous versions of me for not giving up. Because that little hope is bigger now. I started to see it shining within me. I started to reinvent myself. I started to love myself, be more kind to myself. I am grateful for all that. There will be times that I may struggle as well but my perception of life has changed. Now I feel stronger, I trust myself and my intuition more. I am my own savior, I see it clearly now. From August to December, my life surely changed for the better. I think I had some kind of depression before and it is healing as well. It is not my fault that I've been through all this. I am proud that I am getting better.














