Hold On We’re Going Home.

Getting there. I swear I’m getting there.

I think maybe we die every day. Maybe we’re born new each dawn, a little changed, a little further on our own road. When enough days stand between you and the person you were, you’re strangers. Maybe that’s what growing up is. Maybe I have grown up.
— Mark Lawrence

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3 thoughts on “Hold On We’re Going Home.

  1. Yeah! I remind myself: as I decide, I am already there, it’s not some future place.
    CAUTION: The more you practice, you reach a point of no return, where you can’t go back to the old reactions—are you ready for that?!!!

    1. Hey, I don’t mean to be rude but if you could go easy on me on this… I appreciate the enthusiasm and encouragement, but this need to change feels really sudden and forced so much so that it makes me uncomfortable and pressured, like the me I’ve been all the while is so horrid and terrible that I need to do a 360. I don’t believe that is true. I’m going easy on myself and I hope you would too. Thank you for the understanding and enthusiasm though!

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