I Lived

I won’t break myself part anymore and hide the pieces that you won’t accept. The whole of me rejects being apart from itself any longer. Pieces have become integrated. Life is being lived. I’m afraid. I cry, I scream, I dance. There is sitting for long silences and bursts of unrepentant laughter. …and I LIVE. I allow me to be myself and celebrate what that means every day. I’m happy and grateful. Just being me. Becoming who I have the potential to be. I forgive myself what had to happen…