I’ve been thinking of things to write and just letting them go. Some concern work, others were about past heartbreaks. I have a lot of trouble with moving on but this is a good first step.
On my livejournal I’d stay up late and write down every itty bitty thought, even if it defamed my friends or family. It was reckless. It was stupid. And it was cowardly. Instead of facing them and confronting our problems, I’d scribe it all out and put it away. It would make me feel better but it was only a temporary comfort. It’d all just bottle up and would explode like once every semester. It was like clockwork man.
I don’t know how I could live like that. And I’m surprised that for the most part I still have the same friends right now.
One of these days I’ll return to my livejournal and either print out or delete the entries. It’ll be cathartic but I don’t think I’m strong enough yet. Maybe when I’m more confident in myself that I’m way past all of those blogs. Maybe then.
I need to forgive myself more. I was young, so young. Still pretty young right now but I’m not the biggest fan of myself at this moment.
And one day, I will. I need to start believing in me.
You should too. After all, you’re the only one who will always be there for yourself, so why not cheer yourself on?
Yell hard. Yell high.
You got this.