I've finally woken up. I've started the process of healing, but unseen wounds cut deeper than any physical scars. Locked within my own head for so long, it's difficult to reframe my state of mind. But I'm trying.
Yet, the beauty behind the tragedy is that I can finally see the horizon. I'm breaking my bindings to become the person that I want to be. I can live my life instead of simply being an extension of someone else. I don't know what it will look like. But after being stagnant for so long, I feel like I can move forward.
And I finally have hope.












