I spent last weekend at a huge family event. The majority of my family had not seen me since they heard "the news". It was interesting because it seemed as though most did not believe me when I said that I was doing really well. Yes, I have bad days, I have really tough moments, but over all - this has been and will continue to be the best thing for me. There is still a rough road ahead of me, and I am fine with that.
I recently came to the realization that I could not take the steps I have taken, could not have moved out and started all the legal process, with out being mostly through the grieving process. No, I was not ok a few months ago or a year ago or several years ago. At that time, I had not yet dealt with the loss of my dreams, of what I thought my life was going to be. But I am growing and I am getting stronger every day. I am developing new dreams and forming new goals. I am excited. The prospects excite me. Piece by piece I am picking myself up and discovering who I am.
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