Healing is weird.

Some days you feel like..

You’re at the top of the world, next day at the rock bottom

Not being able to leave the bed for days, not eating nor showering and next thing you know

You want to flip your whole damn house to renovate or redecorate something…for a change.

Some days you feel genuinely happy, hopeful and present. But somedays, you doubt yourself.

You overthink everything. And thinking that maybe no one is really out there for you.

But you know what I realized from this crazy process of healing, I always pick myself up.

No matter what kind of day it is. I never stopped. I cried. still crying. maybe.

But what I am proud of, I always choose to get up, continue and move forward.


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