Once more thing - bravery doesn't mean we are unafraid. But that we move forward anyway in spite of the fear. Even in the scariest moments.

I am still the same, I am made out of insecurities and fears and anxiety. But I am also made of self-awareness and strength and perseverance.

You know, I won't give up.
I will find love, for myself and for others. I will find strength and happiness. I will also find pain and suffering, no doubt.
But what is that when there is an equal score of beautiful things in the world?

It is difficult. Consistency, keeping a clear mind, keeping yourself in check. I am still not a master of that. I do keep trying, though.

I think it is true, some broken people, permanently so or not, do you understand their strength? They have to pick themselves up, and piece themselves back together every single day. They have to find the smile, and remind themselves again and again that the pain is only something they feel. They are not the pain.
I guess I do understand, and I guess I am doing the same.

And I will let myself do it again and again, I will know every facet, every pretty piece of me and know inside out what I am truly made of.

This time, its alot easier. And I guess it will keep getting easier, because surely, I am getting stronger. <3