2018 - Back to the Gypsy

This year. I ended my marriage. My entire world crumbled around me. I found myself looking around lost. I didn't know where to go. My friends, near and far, picked me back up and reminded me why it's so important to keep pushing forward. I saw the true colours of the man I spent four years building my world around. It left me wondering how I could be so blind.

This year. I faced the demons of my depression head-on with an old sword. I was finally brave enough to admit I needed help. I was put on anti-depressants. And I am not ashamed of it. I have been in therapy again. And I am not ashamed of it. New opportunities arose. I took them and am discovering so much about myself outside of my failed marriage. I learned that despite not knowing who I am, I still know my morals and standards. I learned that I can feel beautiful just for me. It doesn't need to be validated by anyone. I learned that I can build things. Get creative again. I started writing again.

This year, my life fell to pieces. But I also picked them back up. 2018 will be a year of putting them back together and pursuing dreams like a gypsy chasing the moon.

2018. As the great Stevie Nicks once sang, "back to the gypsy that I was."

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