Dear God,
Where do I begin? I guess at the beginning. Thank You... for 34 years (almost 35) of waking up and being me. For this breathe, my strength and my everything. Now can you please tell me what to do with my life? I was given certain talents, but I have also acquired a healthy dose of fear of them. LOL. My shrink says i don't fear failure I fear success. How ironic- but i believe its true. I fear my own success because i still don't think i am worthy of it. Sigh... mommy issues. I wonder if she knows how much of her shit became mine? But if i am going to be honest .. she's not to blame. I cannot make my issues my story. I want my story to be of LIVING and KNOWING MY BLISS ... Where do I begin ? Italy? Yes, I will move there. Start again - begin again. Find out who I am. Love who I am. Value who I am. Accept who I am. That's a lot to ask of myself. But I am worth it. Aren't I ?
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