This year was remarkable due to the fact that I was able to carry on the silent battles and took matters on my own hands. I felt strong in every account of self-reliance, and it made me realize that I'm better on my own league and company. In healing the wounds, I was the one who enclosed the cuts when no one else could do it. In calming my demons down, I seek comfort through the dimensions of my individuality and the sanctuary of my creativity. No one can love this Scribe better except me, and I'm proud to say that I can still appreciate the cosmos even if it was broken into smithereens. Even though I admittedly hate myself and feel pity sometimes, it was truly exemplary to bravely embrace the flaws — recreating them into a masterpiece without the constant chase for perfection.
Significantly, I have grown so much and will grow a little bit further, but I am essentially blissful as I am able to maintain the value of my worth. The efforts of protecting my soulful domain were deliberately decent in calming the storms of my mind. Through becoming my own friend, savior, hero, and therapist, I was able to conquer the greyish bleaks and created colors in this mundane world. And for the new chapters ahead, I hope I can truly expand my prowess in such artistry.
On that note, this refreshing season of my odyssey will be engulfed with joyous fruition, and I will remain to be a favorite person of my own.
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