hello again
I feel like a free man. I’m freer than I’ve ever been of worry, anxiety, depression. It’s a relief. There’s the occasional pothole but maybe that’s just life, and I dont feel like I would appreciate how content I am if I hadnt been so low before. I’m forever growing, I havent peaked. One day I will peak, and the peak will be high and sweet, but let’s not forget the best part about climbing something really high is enjoying the journey down. That’s a really frilly, optimistic metaphor that doesnt really relate to life, but self-assurance and believing in something is the hand rail at the edge of the Grand Canyon for me, and I do so suffer from vertigo. I suppose my point is that I’ve accepted things wont always be on the way up, and that’s fine with me; I feel lucky to have had such happiness for as long as I have.
