Monday, February 08, 2010

Celebration of Emancipation

One of these days, I'll be celebrating a year's worth of freedom.

A year ago, I asked a lot of questions, and received infuriating responses. I thought my life was over; the only solution was escape. I had nothing, and slept alone. I wondered when I'd ever be happy again.

A year later, I am thankful. Thankful that I had the strength to make the right decision, to leave my old, shitty life, even if it meant creating a new life, being alone.

Last year, I was weak, broken into pieces, defeated. I had no one.

This year, I love someone whole-heartedly, unabashedly, and am loved by someone who makes sure his love is felt, experienced.

I'm lucky, but not accidentally.

By the way, I called it, and you're welcome.