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Tuesday, July 22, 2008

There comes a time...when you tried it all, there is nothing left to try and all you want is to have your body and mind in the same place, where the turning point comes, when there is no hope left or energy to try There comes a time...when you look for the opposite, for the trust miss placed to be corrected and expect magic and love to be possible from every turn...when your self esteem has taken so much beat, that metal shines like gold...that you project true love from your need to be loved and cherished, hardly recovering from years of being neglected and neglecting your own needs There comes a time where blame is too much to carry, when you surrender, when you finally grasp the concept that you have been deeply hurt and that trying to fly with a broken wing makes it hurt some more, harder to heal..and you value the ones that stay by your side throughout all life changes...family, friends.. There comes a time where baby steps are cherished, huge accomplishments, that making one more day without mood swings and people pissing you off seems like a dream come true, sleeping through a whole night is just wonderful There comes a time...when life is too short to be unhappy, that you take your happiness into your own hands, when you start to pursue interests, discovering again the things that make you smile, and you start planning to achieve a few dreams There comes a time where the only relationship that matters with yourself, that other people are like part of background in a movie setting. That you can be kind, but only commit to yourself and your true values, motives, and sources of inspiration There comes a time where your energy lightens the world, where you no longer need any external validation, and that life has a whole new meaning starting from only you, nothing more, and nothing less. You give passag to anything that does not belong to that level of energy and newfound freedom. You inspire and get inspired, and that any interaction is precious for itself. And you start living again.

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Absolutely profound. I hope that the job you do is writing because you are amazing at reaching in, pulling out the feelings and the magnitude of life and passing it on. I am so blessed by your writings!

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