A phrase the people that know me best are sick of hearing.
They tell me not to ask for permission, they’re not used to it.
Just a few month ago I had a whole different existence. I didn’t have choices to make. I was lucky to be alive and they let me know it every day,
I didn’t stay at that place longer than I HAD to.
But they did teach me to question my rights and that I had no options.
It’s something that I’m still working through. I had to learn to assume my way again….and its hard.
It’s hard to start being yourself again, when yourself has been gone for what feels like forever.
It’s hard to trust people you love, especially when you’ve been so confused and unsure.
It’s hard to turn to your body, your one reliable thing, when it has decided to not work.
It is so hard, every day.
But I will still do it.