I don’t want this to become a routine. I understand that it is okay to have fun and let loose, but I am too ambitious. Instead of living in the moment, I’m focused on the final image - the outcome. 

The past few months have been fun, quite amazing even. I feel emotionally composed; I’m happy, genuinely happy. Just a few months ago, my friends and family saved my life. At first I was angered and upset, but do you know how I feel now? Blessed. It’s been a rough road and I know it’s not yet over, but I’m, mentally and physically, ready. There are going to be times where I’m going to need a hand to hold, or maybe even a shove on the back. I’m not afraid though; I know that I’m not alone. I’m not independent, so what? I have no shame; actually, I’m thankful that I have people in my life that I can rely on. 

I apologize for all the pain and trouble that I have caused to myself, along with others. I’ve come too far to give up and throw all of my hard work away; however, I’m not even close to the finish line yet. I’ve recently taken those first few steps, but I don’t want to stop. I want to make it to the end.

This post is a reminder to myself. Don’t lose focus. Dream big. Work hard. Take risks. Don’t be afraid. Love without restriction. Embarrass yourself. Scream and yell. Have as much fun as possible. Be yourself. & The list goes on…