Unmade, and Remade

This is a version of the death I must die to live the life I long to live. In the past, yes, things were brutal, and I did so good making the best of it. I was unseen, unheard, unwanted in many aspects of my reality. But if I carry-on approaching life from those feeling states just because they are so familiar and comfortable, I actually block my forward progress and guarantee that I stay stuck in a perpetual past-current reality. Change is scary and overwhelming, but I must continue to be courageous, always taking another step forward into the unknown. Always willing to dissolve my current construct of “me” so as to elevate and expand into who I can be.