I've changed.

Yet again.

Into another stronger more resilient version of myself.

It never ceases to amaze me how much hope I STILL have.

Even after everything, There's still hope, love and kindness underneath my shriveled carcass of a heart.

I'm proud of myself.

I've made it so far.

Done the Best that I could with what I had.

Even when no one was looking.

I chose to remain true to myself.

Sometimes I did the wrong things for the right reasons. Challenging the consequences for the sake of justice.

I felt out of place in this world all my life, now, I just accept it and keep going.

I don't pause...