free.

Yesterday i was brought back to a place that i thought would be difficult for me to face. It's funny how sights, colours and smells can be stronger than a memory, just one glimpse and it takes you totally back. I was terrified to go back and remember, memories are one thing, but being there again is another. All the pain i had anticipated left the second i walked in the room. There was no pain, no regret, no bitterness. All that, that bullshit emotional stuff was stripped away, and i was free-d. And happy. Sometimes i forget how just how strong i am. I need to stop thinking of myself as weak.

"I never asked for it to be over. Then again, I never asked for it to begin. That's the way it is with life, some of the most beautiful days come completely by chance. But even the most beautiful days have their sunsets. "