one sentence: #9

I have been in a sad and painful coma for almost a week now, and I think it is finally time to snap out of it.

one sentence: #8

A foot of snow, snacks, movies, pajamas, and my loves all equal to a perfect snuggly snow day.

one sentence: #7

I feel like if I can't get healthy, I will never become the person I want to be.

my journey begins

I feel like I have all these words inside me that need to come out.

I feel like I have all these emotions bottled up.

I feel like my real body is crowed underneath an ugly shell.

I feel like there is a deeper, better self that I have not yet reached.

I feel like my current version of success could be shadowed by my own greater future successes.

I feel like the damaged little girl in me has never been healed enough to grow into a healthy adult woman.

When I shed all the layers what will remain?

Will I know how to be the person underneath, and feel the true feelings, and sense the world in a pure, raw way?

Am I capable of making the connections that a soul requires to truly be alive?

Will I allow myself to be loved?

Am I capable of loving?

Who am I, and who will I be able to be?