The Place I'm In
The title of this post isn't the best; I've been told a sentence should never end with a preposition. I couldn't help myself, though: I am truly in a good place. And it feels literal and physical, not just metaphorical. I haven't blogged much for awhile. I haven't journaled much, either, but my thoughts are always there, swirling around my crazy mind. And my heart is one big, open book. I become more honest every day-- I'm not good at hiding my feelings and am sometimes too honest or even blunt (I always regret being blunt, but never being honest. I'm thankful I'm comfortable enough to be honest. I hope I never hurt anyone's feelings. In reality, my goal is just to be authentic, real, and true to myself and my convictions.) Also, I've realized how much I benefit from listening to others who are honest, even about their hardships. I want to be like that. And I think I'm getting there. Back to this place I'm in, though. Sometimes...