I don’t write about following dreams because I have achieved all of mine. Oh, I have barely scratched. I write about it to remind and motivate myself that whatever I am saying is what I should be doing.
I don’t write about holding on because everything is perfect for me. Oh, life gets me sometimes. I have my own silent battles. I write about it because in the end, I know that it will be worth it.
I don’t write about healing because I am fully healed. Writing about it is part of my healing process. Part of finding company and consolation. I write to understand how deep the wounds go and to release.
I write for you and me.