ImagineMyThoughtsInWords

I have been wanting for so long to write about what has been happening, the lessons more than the events themselves. The past few days I've realised, the perfect words do not exist, the words just have to make sense to the right people or person.  I woke up yesterday, feeling the same as any other day before that; uncertain, wanting so bad to be unbothered. It is 2 AM the next day and it took one moment of a genuine smile while staring in the mirror at my bare 'make-up free' face to remember that it's really not that bad. If you asked me last week what I was feeling, my first emotion would scream anger even the heavens would hear it. Anger like I'd never felt before; paralysing and coursing through my entire body. For the first time, this was a weekend I enjoyed fully and completely. I didn't have to hide. I enjoyed my music. I was taking walks and dancing on the side of the road. I was my weird self again. Now that I think about it, I think I might have taken t...