I've been gone for so long, coming back has been twice as hard. I have a million things I could write, but honestly, I'm not so sure how to put into words the things that I'm feeling or thinking.
I've struggled with the "healthy" aspect of things. I don't eat as much junk, I guess. But lately, I've struggled with eating much at all.
I feel anxious, most days. On edge, as though, at any second, a ticking bomb could go off.
I'm happy, but sometimes I wonder, worry, if it's enough.
Am I enough?
The self confidence is lacking.
& there comes the truth.
Luckily, I can start over. Fresh. Clean.
So here I am. Brushing all the bad, the down, the lacking away. Because no matter how many times I have to start over, I'm doing it.
Tomorrow's goal? More water. Simple enough, yes?