I’ve been living my whole life waiting for a rescue. Waiting for somebody to come and save me. And expecting that then it would be the beginning of my life. The real one.It’s a new year now. And it comes with some new expectations. Well, they are actually not new. They are just the old ones with a different point of view. Maybe the child is gone. That child that was waiting for someone who would save her, and give her the permission to live.
Well, somehow I just realized that this person would never exist. Not outside myself. And maybe this is the biggest time to face my fears and start living. As the adult that I am. Not expecting somebody else anymore.
It’s time to face the truth. It’s time to face life. And I’ll do it. Being rational but listening to my feelings. Listening to my heart. Believing myself. It might be a good start.
Bring it on 2011.
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