I CAN SMELL THE FREEDOM

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.

I’m getting close.

Closer every day.

I can smell the freedom.

Words: D. Ashworth LPIO 2018