It feels like the end of an era. Almost like it's not even really happening. It's like i'm trapped in one of those emo love songs. I keep waiting for something to change, to go back to the way it was. Or, at least, my heart is waiting despite what my brain tells it. It will get there. It just needs some time.

This is the beginning of something new. I feel... different. Empowered. Like I could take on anything. I'm ready for whatever is next. The next chapter awaits and I'm anxious to write it. I've got the pen in hand.

It's getting easier and easier to put one foot in front of the other. All I've wanted to do is run back the other way. Finally, the strength is arriving. I've an end in mind and whether it be the true end or just a naive girl's fantasy, it's better than the alternative.

i miss him. and i don't. i like me more than ever. and i'm excited about the new me that i'm becoming. the new girl. i'm dying to meet her. i've got a million paths ahead of me. i could go anywhere. i want to go everywhere. and there's nothing to stop me.

Bring it on, world. I'm a free bitch, baby.

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