being home. (Patreon)

i could cry at how i am changing.

how i am thriving.

how i notice alllll the parts of me evolving and growing.

how i let all the parts of me out, and allow them the space to grow.

i could cry and i do.

from never liking olives to now liking them

from having so so so much anxiety when driving and often not able to go out anywhere to LOVING driving and the things it does for me, the thoughts i have while in the car, and the art i can create in that headspace.

from fearing being myself, fearing who i am because i am scared i won't be loved or accepted and then finding out that as i am myself, so many people love me. for me! they love me for me. and i know it's for me now because i'm not trying to be anyone else.