Move forward.
Those two words keep
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inside of me.
I crave change like {sugar.}
Change means to move,
moving means my universe
will continute to expand endlessly
until I decide to find comfort in where I exist.
Change is terrifying, change will shake you up.
Regret is far more terrifying than change could ever be.
I will not fear change.
I will revel in discomfort.
I never want comfort.
I once did, but I was once unwise .
I once did, but I was once unwise .
I thrive for a life in which I never stop.
A life where I am never comfortable
because I always yearn for more.
This is NOT a weakness.
This is a strength.
I do not need anyone to make me whole.
These empty gaps are mine, and mine alone.
I need to be the one to fill them in.
//However, I cannot do that here.
I have never been able to do that here.//
* This is goodbye to my old self.
This is hello to my new life.
