Don't think, just write...

Well, I guess I knew it would happen, and was waiting for it. But it still surprises.

You say I've changed, and maybe I have, but for me this means I am me again, I am back to knowing what I want and feeling free to dream of a better world, and especially one in which I am special and where I can reach the stars if I put my mind to it.

So that's good, it's a good thing for me. And no, it doesn't mean I don't suffer, don't cry, don't feel lost every now and then. It just means I am on a beautiful journey of getting to know myself. Alone, with no one to ask me who I am, just me.

If that's a crime, then I'm a criminal, because I've needed this for a long time. And I also needed to realise that some things just aren't alright, not for me. And that's ok. It's fair to feel this way.

So everything's fine, I'm happy, I'm strong, and I know what I'm doing. And if it's not exactly what it should be, that's because I'm human.

I love what I am living now, cos I'm living it for me, and only me.