I wish I could get rid of the clouds, and reclaim the sunshine...but it appears it may be gone forever.
The siren call of competition beckons me back. It has been too long since I have felt the release that only physical competition can give.
Never let them know your next move, never let them know your mind. There is a plan, you will see it when it's been completed.
Someday I'll be someone's Mrs. Right. Until then, being somebody's Ms. RightNow might not be so bad.
Someday... if want to be someone's first choice, the reason their heart beats, the one they can't get out of their head.
She has taught me that the sun doesn't always need to shine. She has helped me find myself...to remember who I am, and what I'm capable of. She has reminded me that I am NOT a victim!
I feel like I've been sleepwalking through life, content to stay in my shellshocked nightmare as I felt sorry for myself. But...I am not an extension of anyone else. How did I allow myself to be defined by him?! How did I forget that I'm a warrior?!
Still learning to love myself after you walked away. Still learning to stop hating myself. I'm never blamed you, never hated you. I just assumed I wasn't enough.
Perhaps it is time I bring an end to my self-imposed exile, no longer feeling weakness and self-pity as I bloom like the oleander.










