HBD 2 Me!

 MAY 15TH

Happy birthday to me.

I flapped my wings and I’m no longer searching for me.

This day is special to me.

This day.

This day is a reminder that despite my attempts to not fulfill my purpose, I’m doing it.

I’m living.

I’m growing.

I’m seeing.

I’m believing.

I’m proving it.

I am living proof that anyone can bounce back.

I’m back.

I’m between the sun and the stars, balancing the light and dark.

I’m finally balancing.

I finally feel like I’m not falling in the depths of the black holes of my depression.

28 is the exit of my depression.

I am motivated more than I ever have been.

I finally got beef with suppression.

I am finally having a smoke session with my soul.

And talking about deeper things than I could have ever imagined.

I am flying higher than I have ever imagined.

My third eye is not calcified anymore I am finally living in my passion.

My sad days are no longer filled with thoughts of an escape.

But a way to remind me to get back into balance.

These struggles were just reminders.

I tried to take my own life.

And failed.

But did I?

I’m starting to feel like the old me really died.

Like I woke up in the hospital and someone implanted new eyes.

Thank you for waking me up from the slumber of uselessness.

Thank you for shaking me up and showing me to face my demons with ruthlessness.

Thank you for another year.

Thank you for another year to be me.

Thank you for another year to be free.

Thank you for another year to bring..healing.

I no longer escape my purpose but I escape towards my dreams.

The only place I can just be.

To be cradled by your light filled arms.

The only place I can truly see.

Thank you.

I’m 28.

I’m twenty great.

I can finally say I love  me...instead of I hate.

Happy birthday Quia, I love you.