He set me free.
That moment when you realize that everything happens for a reason, and you finally…like FINALLY soak up all of your experiences and really take away from them what you need to. That defining moment, when your maturity finally exceeds your selfish needs and you start to realize that perhaps doing what is best for you, may not always be doing what is best (for everyone else). I have reached a point in my life where I have gone through many of life’s experiences and have learned so much about the world from a different perspective. I can never quite fully and appropriately express my graditude for life to the magnitude that I feel best expresses it, for words can only convey so much… but my constant reitteration shall suface for now. Let’s just say that I am at point in my life where I am content. On to my next point:
I had been stuck on a feeling and hope for so long, in a way that was unhealthy for me— and I am happy to say that I am free from it now, for the most part. And what did it take? All it took was that one person, the one who made me see that there is so much better in the world than my recent exposures. I think we both felt it, and both realized it. The best part? We know it is not our time, place, ect. But we have this subconcious mutual understanding that maybe in the future its a possibility, and to act on it now would be a foolish move. But the comfort of knowing that we are both aware of this, is all I needed to move on. He set me free.
