About a week ago, for the first time, I painted my nails hot pink. And understandably, that means nothing to you. But to me it meant a lot, because it was something different. Something out of character for me, and a small little step beyond my comfort zone. That's something I'm really working hard on right now - going beyond the limits of what's familiar to me and really allowing myself to grow through the discomfort that comes along with it. I've spent long enough fearing change and not being confident enough in myself to embrace all of my own chaos - I'm over all of that now. I'm ready to feel better and be better. Very recently I got out of a relationship I had been in for far too long. I needed to leave, in the interest of protecting my mental health... but that didn't make it any less hard. Yes, it was my own idea to get out, and yes, I cried over it more than I care to admit. There was a lot that went into my making that decision, and a lot of emotio...
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