Holy shit does it feel good to be back… for a minute I actually thought I wasn’t fucked up anymore. But can people really change? Can people really heal? Can people evolve?
FUCK YES.
I am NOT the same. I HAVE changed and I HAVE healed from whole lot of the things that hurt me. I HAVE evolved.
But, I’m still fucked up.
FIGHT, FLIGHT, FREEZE
I’d have to go back to remember if I had accepted Jesus before I stopped writing but either way, I did. I’ve also forgiven my father and told him I loved him… and meant it. Of course he’s long been dead so he has no idea but it still felt very good.
However good these things are, I still have some shit that needs to be dealt with.
I need to deal with them quickly before…