I'm still processing the most wonderful day I've had in a long time. This week has been a rollercoaster of ups and downs and it still has no end in sight. I've been doing things I never thought I would do, but have been dying to do.
I froze when I walked through that door. My legs started the shaking, reverberating throughout my whole body. I didn't know where to go and I was scared to look, scared at what I would find. But I had a wonderful time before that moment. Once I calmed down and resumed breathing, I felt happy. Scared, freaked out, but happy. This is where I'm supposed to be, this is where I'm going to end up.
It's going to be hell fighting for what I want, and I just know the next two years are going to be extremely tough and I'm going to want to give up, but I have to keep going. I have to hold on tight, otherwise I'll get tossed. And I won't survive if I get tossed.
A song just started playing and I felt an instense mix of feelings. Love, happiness, dread, fear, anger, sadness, joy. All at once. I'm getting more in touch with my emotions without even trying.
I know what I'm doing is wrong, but how can it be wrong if it feels so right?
