So yesterday, as I was heading to take my French exam, I fell.
I know it doesn't sound like a big deal because physically, all wounds heal.
But mentally, it changed a lot of things...
I realized that this is what I have been w a i t i n g for... this is what i n e e d e d... i had been through so much the last few weeks, with things happening at work and with the special people in my life <3 and with my CAR... (ugh,) this kind of thing had been building up and waiting to happen. Waiting for me to lose my grip, catch me off my guard, slowly lowering my defenses.
And that's what happened. My mind got carried away and I fell straight down into a heap on the sidewalk. No one stopped to help me up. No one wanted to make sure I was okay. There was a moment I wanted to just stay there, down and hurt, and let everyone walk right over me.
ButI had to be there for myself, and pull myself together, stand up, brush the ice chips off my leg, and I just kept walking. I found that inner strength crap, and I got back up. And as soon as I kept on walking again, I realized that this was meant to happen to me, to show that I am the strongest individual out there, and that when something bad happens, i can count on MYSELF to pull it together.
Yes, there are people out there who I can count on, but sometimes they're going to be caught up in their own worlds, trying to solve their own problems.
So when I'm caught in the wind, fallen down on the ice, I know exactly what to do.
Now I'm off to find somethign to take since I now have aches in my shoulder, elbow, hip, leg and ankle :D
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