my second week of being truly alone.
what am i feeling? i don't know anymore. but at the same time, it's a relief. i am happy but sad. i'm scared but hopeful. i'm trying to make the most of this time. i'm trying to be brave and live for myself. i've spent too many years of my life depending on others to fix me and seeking validation for myself.
i'm on this journey to truly live for myself and be my own independent person. and i'm not going to lie, but it's been tough as shit.
but i'm also not going to give up. it's going to be easier one day. and i'm going to tough it through until that day.