To my fears, look, I’m not trying to detached myself from the world, I’m trying to reconnect with it. I love how the wind touches my skin, even though it’s not as clean as before. I love how noisy the city is twenty-four hours a day, and I love how crazy people really are. These things made me feel that I am truly living my life because I’ve spend 17 years of my life not knowing what the real world feels and now that I am free, please let go of me.
To my anxieties, I guess I’m going to deal with you for a very long time. Because of you, a lot of opportunities went down the drain but I assure you, that from now on, it’s going to be different. I will continue to evaluate myself and learn to let go of you. Slowly but surely.
To my insecurities, now I know what you are for. Even though you’re the hardest thing to handle, you made me find my purpose. Because of you, I found myself and you helped me realise that it’s okay not to be different. I just need to be me and focus on the things that I can do to help me grow as a person. But fuck you for having a part to my messy life.
Even though these things did made my life like hell, they somehow, served their purpose. The day I faced my fears and accepted myself, the value of these things didn’t matter anymore. What matters now are the things I’ve done to improve my well being.
