Thursday, November 10, 2016

Excerpt From the Diary of an Optimist (Prologue)

I am a very happy person- always looking at the bright side of things. I am a person who is always optimistic, giving more of herself than she can ever hope to gain.
But nonetheless, I carry on. I love being this way because it made me who I am and it will make me who I am meant to be. So, I do not fret. Stumbling, I will find my way. But then again, there are times when I can't be happy, when I stop everything that I'm thinking and allow myself to breathe in the moment, look around and be selfish. Times like these, I will only think about me, what I have done and what I can do; every little detail.
Because sometimes, it's completely okay to feel sad, it's okay to break down and feel the pain. I trace the scars on me, all the writings on my body and let things be; neither moving forward nor letting them go back.
And a day will come, soon, I am sure of it, when I will look back on everything that I have done and not feel lost. I know freedom is a very abstract term that is relative to every single being but on that day, I will truly be free. From that day onward, I wouldn't even have to hide the marks on my arms nor paint colors to alter my skin. I will be able to love each and every fragment of my universe and be proud of who I am.

I will, finally, be who I was always meant to be.

Signed,
Just a Girl

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