Let’s Get Into the Nitty Gritty

I’ve finally reached the point in my life where I’m truly gonna do whatever I want. I don’t mean in a selfish way or a harmful one. I simply mean I know what I wanna do, and I refuse to allow myself to be afraid of a voice that isn’t my own telling me a million reasons why they could never. I no longer fall “victim” to projection.


I put “victim” in quotation marks because I don’t think that being projected onto is the fault of anyone experiencing it. Once you choose to let those projections lead your life, though, you are choosing victimhood. I am not a victim. Never have been, never will be.


I have curated this version of who I am becoming since adolescence. I’ve always wanted to experience what it feels to live freely. No rules but my own. My strict parents put a good head on my shoulders, and my experiences in adulthood have armored me enough to teach me trust in myself. I’ve officially blossomed and my petals are vibrant and beautiful. To me, that is freedom. That is peace.

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