Day Seven

Day Seven...Awakening

I just was outside lying on the grass looking above as the stars waltzed across the midnight sky.

The more I let go of the more I am allowing myself to remember who it is I am.
Because at some point in time I decided that who I was wasn't good enough.

Smart Enough.
Tall Enough.
Pretty Enough.
(Fill in the Blank) Enough

I didn't want to be me.

I was scared to be me.

Who planted the seed in me that I wan't good enough?
And why did I allow it to grow so out of control within me?

667 days ago was the last time I stuck a needle in my arm.

7 days ago I gave myself permission be exactly who I wanted to be.

Myself.

It's late and I need to get sleep......

Until Tommorow.