I feel like I’m waking up. Like I’ve been underground for so long and I’m just now seeing the sun again and remembering how good it feels. Like I’ve been drowning and surviving off tiny breaths of air and now am safely on the shore.
Today is the first day I don’t feel like I’m on the verge on a mental breakdown at any given moment. I’m not pushing the tears down. I just am. And that’s ok. And that’s enough. I didn’t know how much I needed to feel that. I am enough.