Today has been a weird day. I think we all have some of them every now and then, when we just come to terms with something that’s been on our mind. It’s not like I woke up and decided my day would be like this… as always, it just happened. It’s like life gives you a slap in the face and you suddenly see it clearly. Today I’m mourning who I was, and who I will never be again.
Knowing that something is missing doesn’t even shadow knowing what it truly is. The search for what isn’t there, the missing pieces of the puzzle, the pictures lacking of colors are a constant question mark until you can put a name to it. And when you do, when you know what brightens the dark, there is no going back. You finally see what was always there, hidden, what makes you, you, and that you’ll never be back to the person you were.
I know who I am now and the power of unearthing my truth is my greatest strength. Of course it’s not for free, because the cost I have to pay is the death of who I was and the acknowledgment that I can never be that person again. And I’m willing to pay. I won’t go back to the dark when I know I’m capable of letting myself shine so brightly. The path won’t be easy, and I accept that, because I prefer to stand as a whole than to live as only a shell of who I can be.
I am.
It’s power.
It’s truth.
It’s fire.
It’s potential.
It’s light.
It’s freedom.