So I was walking around the house with my fantastic new heels… Passing in front of the mirror, I realised how long my legs looked. And how pretty I felt. And it struck me: I’m taller than this whole situation.
Enough of anger.
Enough of crying.
Enough of regrets.
Enough of distress.
Enough of mourning.
Enough of loneliness.
Enough of struggling.
Enough of frustration.
Enough of questioning.
Enough of complaining.
Enough of feeling down.
It was necessary but the time is over.
I’m going to walk out of this with my head held up high.
Enough of anger.
Enough of crying.
Enough of regrets.
Enough of distress.
Enough of mourning.
Enough of loneliness.
Enough of struggling.
Enough of frustration.
Enough of questioning.
Enough of complaining.
Enough of feeling down.
It was necessary but the time is over.
I’m going to walk out of this with my head held up high.
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From: Me
To: André
It’s like I have a whole American prep talk show going on inside my head. And there’s that over confident woman sitting in a flashy colour chair pointing her finger at the audience and proclaiming out loud “You’re so much bigger than this shit!”
To: André
It’s like I have a whole American prep talk show going on inside my head. And there’s that over confident woman sitting in a flashy colour chair pointing her finger at the audience and proclaiming out loud “You’re so much bigger than this shit!”
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