I have written so much about my past, negative experiences. I have written so much about moving on, letting go, and my hoping to keep becoming better. I have written so much about both the past and the future, but today i would like to live in the moment. Today's blog entry will be about the present. The present really can be a present.
My therapy session a few days ago left me with the world "Celebration." Usually I like to write about my word the day I get it. Usually the word strikes a nerve with me and I am able to write about it for hours. However, this word was different. The word has such a positive connotation that even in my new found, upbeat, happy as fuck attitude I've adopted, it was still a tough word for me to write about. I've always been hard on myself, I've found it weird when others were happy for me, maybe it was only because I wasn't happy for myself, like ever. Just recently, when having a conversation with a friend who said she was proud of me, was I able to actually accept that for the first time in my life. I used to think that was such a weird AF statement to tell someone, like what exactly is there to be proud of. Again, this was because I wasn't proud of myself. Now, when i was told this, it actually felt good to hear. And that is a reason to celebrate!
