I have a dream that one day I will be the person that I hoped to be.
Growing up is messy. One day all the things we hid in a box to never deal with will surface. I’m trying to resolve them now, and in doing so I feel I am slowly becoming the person I always wanted to be. It isn’t an easy task, but I am hopeful that through this process I will become a better version of myself.
I hope that one day I will meet the person to share my life with.
This is not my goal though. I am not scared of being alone, as I don’t think that we need to search for “the other half”. I believe we are whole all by ourselves; this is why I am not scared. I do, however, hope to someday meet someone to share adventures with; to share my life with. I’m young and kind of a hopeless romantic to give up on love yet, so let’s give it time. If it doesn’t happen, that’s ok too.
I dream and hope. That is a wonderful thing as it has been a while since I could. I feel, and that is something I am very thankful for today. For a long time all that surrounded me was heaviness, grayness, and emptiness. Slowly but surely, things feel lighter and brighter.