Its almost exactly a year since I wrote about my last attempt to travel.
Almost a year since I was all broken inside, full only of self hatred, pain and crippling loneliness.
It’s mind boggling what a difference a year can make. Amazing how much of myself I discovered and reinvented this past year. Incredible how I used to just wish it all would stop. The anxiety and the helplessness. How much I wanted to be anyone other than myself.
And now, I see how this incredibly hard year (and all of the others before it..) made me stronger than I ever thought I could be.
unfortunately it seems a lot of my writing came from pain and sadness, which means that I have spent countless hours in the last few months sitting in front of a blank screen willing the words to come on out. But alas, the muse has disappeared.
and so for now I leave you with this;
When you are on your own, full of shadows and pain and you feel like you can’t breathe -surround yourself with loving and caring people, and try your best to accept yourself with all of you imperfections. Everything else will fall in to place.
I can promise you that.
the voices in my head 