I think is real. But please proceed accordingly. I have been here before.
It's not at all the way I imagined it. For over twelve years. In the past months, I went through the grief. Grief I have felt throughout the years, but screamed for attention recently. The kind of grief from losing so much, down here, in the darkness, surviving, recovering. It was heavy. Painful. Quick. It needed to be processed, transformed, released. Then there was the resistance. Resistance to move forward into a major life change or phase. “I have tried this before. What if I fail again?” Resistance transformed into acceptance. Acceptance has been a big part of my journey, in many ways and many times. Sometimes on a daily basis. Other times during important moments of this journey, when I can't move to the next step until my reality is accepted. I have slowly, in the past months, felt this moment was coming. I don't know how to explain it. Or exactly what happened throughout the days leading to it. I have been exploring what is left, in my life, in this specific mo...