Sooooo Close

I am so close to a major breakthrough I can practically see it on the horizon.

In fact I could feel it breaking through last night (I will tell you that tears apparently will stain taffeta or whatever it is my throw pillows are made of). And today in the therapists office.

I feel, in some ways, like I'm breaking out of a shell, a cage, something that has held me back. Perhaps for my entire life.

I see visions of myself (not real visions, mom, it's a figure of speech) laughing, joking, walking down the street. Being me. The me I was when I was 16. The me that was rarely wrong, that was so sure of myself. The me that there was before life hit me. The me that insisted I was God when I was younger. This may be why my parents never baptised me. I mean seriously - who can baptise a deity? (this is a joke of course - perhaps she'll see fit to the share the story...).

I have learned that I can be very happy alone. I know it. Deep down in the pit of my soul, I know it.

Now it is just a matter of execution.

Take care, dear readers. I'll be executing (not literally, of course...).