Caring too much about what others say isn’t going to do anyone much good. As long as I am happy, its what matters most. I’m going to live the moment and do whatever that makes me happy.
I’ve pulled through it all. I find myself in a good place now. I won’t dare say prefect but I’m satisfied with where I am. I’m thankful that eventually I came out in one piece. That huge piece of rock on my heart has finally reduced to a pebble. Definitely not the easiest thing to go through but it has certainly taught me a lot. I’ve loved, I’ve lost. Gave my all and am fearful to do so again.