During my life, I have had moments of inner strength and have endured through the darkness but I have never been a brave person always timid and afraid. When I tell my story of how I ended up here people are astonished at my courage. I shake my head and tell them it wasn’t courage it was fear and panic that lead me here.
I recognize this feeling of being alive and being me. I had it while I was going to college. There I was in an environment with strangers who had no idea who I was. I did it without John. I did it on my own. I allowed myself to be me. I felt strong and confident even through the grief and anger of my father’s death. So John is right. I can do this. I can be me. The key for me is to stay present with myself. To not be swayed by judgments and preconceived ideas of others including my mother.
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