The fact that I could wake up late for the past few weeks is a sign that my mind has finally accepted to let go. Day by day it’s finally learning that there’s no point in thinking and asking the what ifs and whys. My dreams have finally focused on something else and people have noticed that I’m getting back my smile… the real ones – the ones that get through the eyes. I think I’m finally learning to love myself, because if I don’t, who else will?
Yay. π I feel I ought to warn you that there will still be sort of relapses, when you slide back to sadness, but it will get easier to get over this as time passes. Hugs. π
True. I do have some relapses but it’s getting less and less. I guess relapses will always be there especially yeah when there’s sadness or when my mind is empty, but maybe someday it won’t bother me that much. π Thank you po.
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