Okay so it's been two months since I posted, and honestly I've just been trying to push past my thoughts. I've been trying to not figure out things, and instead just let it be. But when does it all just stop? When can I finally say nameless is never on my mind anymore? When will that random rush of desolation stop? Why even let my mind go to that dark place when I know that, emotionally, I'm not in that place anymore. I know that I am in a much better place. Despite recent encounters, I can still say that I'm not as broken as I was. In fact, I don't consider myself broken. I consider myself mending. So yes, there's still some cracks that need to be filled. And maybe those cracks is what gives my mind the opportunity to go back to that torment.
So, when I start feeling that way, I want to make the mental effort to pull my mind out of that ditch. To not dwell on the past, and by saying that I don't mean to look to the future of what could be or what might be, but instead to focus on where I am now. With that being said, I want to launch a new blog: Tales of a Healing Heart. I'm not broken anymore. I'm healing...one day at a time.
Until next time.
