One Day I Woke Up..
One day I woke up, tired. Tired of living a constant facade with slivers of the real me shining through at times. Tired of living my life for those around me. Tired of putting on a face every day that I did not recognize in the mirror.
My wellbeing needed to be considered.
Accept the life I wanted and was soulfully screaming for.
One day I woke up, ready. Ready for the six-hour drive south after six months of planning. Ready for the apartment lined up for my four-legged companions and me. Ready to follow my passion.
Hearing I was brave although; that was not my word of choice.
The life I wanted summoning me forward.
One day I woke up, determined. Determined to keep a roof over my head and utilities turned on. Determined to have a better life. Determined not to fail myself.
Opportunity knocked to put myself in a better place.
One day I woke up, anxious. Anxious that time frames were being pushed. Anxious with my previous disregard for the now present me. Anxious over inevitable discussions.
I had set myself up.
Make myself a priority again.
Today I woke up, hopeful. Hopeful that the smile will stay on my face.
Hopeful of the visions and paths I have as options in my future. Hopeful I will use lessons learned for future decisions.
I am who I have always been, yet a completely different person.
Knowing I will never be done.
I am tired, appreciatively, after a day of working towards my dreams.
I am ready, anticipatingly, for the obstacles that I have yet to overcome.
I am determined, achievably, to be the best version of myself.
I’m anxious, appropriately, to see where present decisions lead me.
I am hopeful, assuredly, I will continue to grow every day I wake up.