God is one interesting novelist. as i flip the pages of my own life, i can't help but fall into a spiral of thought-evoking chapters. it has been an awesome travelog. past tears, and experiences paved the footwalk that led me to the present that i am so grateful for.
once a puppet, whose strings were held tightly by guilt, fears and past recollections, i'm now free to laugh, to smile, to watch the bluely cotten candy above, as i lay on the green fields, fearless. silly me has finally found the courage to be happy. for three years, i was convinced that i did not deserve happiness.
i wouldn't say that i had not been happy, that would not be a fair statement to pass. i was happy, just that happiness never seemed rightfully mine. all that i had, my love, my joy, my life, were under scrutiny, yet my kite never saw the fear that lived and thrived in me, it was a severe case of parasitism. today, i've finally let go of all those possessions, those i could never once call mine anyway, to live only in my skin, with zero baggage. call farewell my fear removal tool.
everyone is finally smiling now, and i'm finally safe, right where i am.
life is beautiful, it had always been.
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