I don't know what shifted but I'm feeling like myself.

I think I rested for nearly two months solid. Exhausted, miserable, crying. Years of pain.

Yet it's been fading, and today I woke up different.

Not mood swing different. But genuinely ready to get back to myself and make some upgrades.

I'm...... Excited. Joyous.

Ready to take all the necessary steps to nourish myself, my son and our future.

It's crazy, I let myself feel everything, I let myself fall apart in front of everyone, all my truth poured out and I feel profoundly purged. Unlike any motivation I've ever felt, this feels real.

Like I am my own witness and I do the right things because I can see myself. I honor myself, past, present and future as a whole being, of light and dark, who never backed down from reality.

I'm actually proud of who I am, because I was never ugly and being raw was never the problem.

So, here we go 😊 Perhaps I am free from my cocoon and it's time to fly.