Change, For the Better

Wild and Free

I once suffered, thought to much and picked my words a bit to carefully. An almost divine state of demonic self-loathing and clinical depression. With any hint of self awareness adding to the original sin of being born. This last spring, however, something more than pretty birds and flowers hit me. Something out-right beautiful.

My unwarranted and blindly accepted ideals slowly faded into the nothingness from which they came. Bedtime wasn’t the time for melancholic contemplation. Past -painful- experiences lost their value. Empathy became obvious, not a duty. I finally faced the scary concept of adulthood. Happiness switched from momentary bliss to a lifestyle.

Now I see the value on what I do, my choices are based on reality and love for the few I care about the most. I know now how to forgive, asking only for what I really deserve. I expect less in return. The pseudo-man I once was has been forced to entertain, stand-up tall, stop glooming into the abyss and act accordingly.

And to whom do I owe all this? The kind, beautiful, good, wild and free soul who changed me. For the better ♡.


All Good Things are Wild and Free

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All Good Things are Wild and Free

I have been unable to trace the source of this quote, but thats not the point. What this quote means to me is: The simple mantra of a beautiful girl who means the world to me.

A new Uranium bond is created, record earnings on Adsense, a supposed meteor-shower behind the clouds. All great news which speak to me, but not as much as what happened on this day in August, 94.

On this day, a few years ago -eighteen years to be exact ;)- a new, pure and untouched soul entered this world. Whom I’ve had the honor to share a few months of my life and deeply personal secrets and qualities with, this eventful summer. I don’t regret a single disclosure.

Now her stasis in society suddenly has mor individual rights, and obligations. The first chance in an lifetime to prove her maturity, to the rest of the world. With new goals, crossroads and speedbumps ahead. I’ll be more than happy to share the experience with her, difficult or not.

With my hand tightly holding hers, swinging our arms back and forth, as we walk along towards new adventures.

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