and we leave this year all bruised and bloodied, carrying our battle wounds on our sleeves.
remember how it felt,
remember what you fought for.
remember the choices you made to survive and escape the clutches of everything that tried to bring you down.
Life is a beautiful labyrinth and how it turns out, is completely on our own shoulders.
The new year bears the fruit of last year's choices and for once I'm not terrified of the future.
I've made my peace. I am free <3