I am okay. More than okay, actually.
I have come out the other side of what I can confidently say was the most difficult weekend of my life. And I want to share, but not yet. Not quite yet.
I need to hold this close for a little while. I need to keep it intimate, between me and A and the few other people who are privy to parts of this story.
Because I have this undeniable stake-in-the-ground, turning point kind of feeling – like I’m finally whole – and, it feels tenuous and unstable and wholly vulnerable to upset. I’ve taken notes and written unpublished posts and when it feels right, and I feel steady in this new-feeling life of mine, I will share.
I stood up for myself, and the world didn’t end. In fact, it burst into colour.
For now, know that I love you all, and in this moment I am so incredibly alive and drinking life in, in all it’s beauty.