I Am Proud

For the first time in a long time, I am all around proud of myself.


It is true what they say, "Things happen for a reason." I woke up today in a 2-month sublet apartment, and honestly, it feels perfect. All my things fit comfortably in the room I am in. They left their beautiful bed, a lounge couch next to the window (and I can't wait to read on), and a cute vanity where I can put on my makeup. Everything has a place. The best part about it? It has a window. Two windows. I woke up today with my alarm, sunshine pouring in, and inspired to write. Inspired to be me.


It does feel like a whole new chapter. These next two months are dedicated to pushing myself. Whatever that means that day. I want to push myself to be the best version of myself. I must say, with the changes this year, I am so much closer than ever, and I think that's why I'm so proud. Usually, these many changes would cause me to go into fear and anxiety-ridden panic attacks. Even today, I noticed myself having an impulsive thoughts. I took a deep breath. I thought it through. I regulated my emotions. And THEN I made that decision.


Back to the window because that makes a difference. If you're living in NY rn know that you deserve a private room and a window! No, if and buts about it.


If you are having a rough time right now. Know that I am here for you. And take it as a first-hand example. Things will get better.

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