A year ago, I realized that I was by myself. That everything I dreamed of came down to two things: God and me. I count checks like badges of honor. I think like I am the only person alive. Like there is nothing worth saving for, worth earning, that I cannot have at this moment. Like I bought the freedom that we breathe. like I deserve grace. and I’m working on that. each day I’m working on it.
Knowing that I’ve changed and it hasn’t all been for the better is sobering.