I’ve been a little slack recently. I want to update a little more often, especially since there are quite a few things happening in my life at the moment.
I quit my old job. Kind of had a mental breakdown upon starting a new job and now I’m back on medication.
The other morning while I was on the bus to work, I was bopping to my Ipod when I randomly looked down and saw a little scar on my arm. It’s the tiniest scar, but I have no idea where it came from. I guess I’ve had it for years and years. I’ve got other random scars, a fairly big one of my shin. No idea where it came from, either.
It got me thinking.. how many internal scars do I have, lurking around in my subconcious, waiting to explode? This is rather relevant these days because I’ll be starting therapy soon. Those internal scars are about to come barreling out in all their glory.
One step at a time I’ll go, swimming through 24years worth of scarring… but at the end of it, a rather large habit will be changed.
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