Rhysography

I left 2011, finally, feeling free. Free from three long wasted years of self-inflicted torment and anguish over a friendship that was never supposed to last.

The one thing I wish I freed myself from, though, is my unrelenting self-conscious and timid tendencies.

I want more than anything to accept the unconventional parts of myself and to eventually be proud of being someone. I want to be proud of myself.

One day.

But for now, pages. Pages at a time.