I was looking back at logs of conversations, late nights of mental masturbation. I seen through my conversation, how young I was then. I was an underdeveloped lost girl living in this enormous world–so it seemed. You guided me through the most critical of times when I was trying to broaden my horizons. You opened me up to this world I did not see, the way of love, you did teach me. I was a non-believer but you taught me to believe. It goes deeper than what I’ve learned but how I learned and how I implement it in my daily life. How grateful I am.

Now it is time to continue this journey … absorbing, faultering, learning to not making mistakes, appreciating, loving, to be loved … just living. I feel grown. I do not feel lost though sometimes I lose myself, I know how to pick up the pieces. I learned to analyze my feelings and put them in words. No more pent up frustrations, no more wanting to be this person I want to be, because I am this person. I love myself, imperfect as I maybe. Though sometimes those close to me keep me in check when I am out of line. I strive for continuous improvement. blar.

I am done … for now.

-Liza Mae