Chances.

This year has forced my hand to take chances.

Explore areas I never thought I would have to.

Begin a journey that has allowed me to see I can never look back, only forward.

It made me go public about the various situations in my life.

Ones I never thought I would even be in.

Ones I never thought I would be comfortable to accept, let alone share.

But here I am.

Sharing the shit out of myself.

Exposed within an inch of my life.

Raw.

But healing.

It also allowed me to see how many others are hurting.

How many commiserate, and applaud my risks.

How many others wish that they too to have the strength to start anew.

Believe in me. Value me. Want the best for me.

Know I deserve better.

Know they too deserve better, want more, need more.

I can only hope my chances have opened up the eyes of those who realize they too want more and warrant more than their current condition.

I can only hope that me sharing, has been for others healing, thought consuming. forcing, challenging.

Eye opening to to the ills of life.

Its utter unfairness.

Yet the honesty.

The purity which is that life can just suck. Plain and simple.

Knowing you need to own it.

Knowing that you own it, and then some.

And you are no worse for the ware.

Xoxo,

C.