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I’m getting close.
Closer every day.
Closer to accepting; myself, others, things I cannot change.
Close to owning my own flaws; to realising they’re actually not flaws at all, they are me.
Closer to letting go; of those who hold me back, of thoughts that keep me down, of beliefs that don’t serve me well anymore.
I am getting so close.
Each day I speak a little more loudly, or stay quiet; each have their own powers in different situations.
Each day, I care a little less about what others think of me. It’s not my business. They see me through the filter of their emotions, I can’t control that.
And that’s okay.
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I’m getting close.
Closer every day.
I can smell the freedom.
Words: D. Ashworth LPIO 2018
