It was a pivotal point in my life.
The more I tried to hold my life together,
the more I felt it was about to fall apart.
My future had split into opposite directions, right in front of my eyes.
Do I continue with the life I already know, hoping a miracle would happen before I lose my grip? Or do I choose a path that requires me to surrender everything I have, and pave my very own road to a destination that is not known?
I was torn. I procrastinated.
Will I be able to afford the cost of my choice? Will I crash and burn?
After months of struggle, I came to terms with my inability to decide;
not knowing that it was my first step to self-acceptance.
The act of Self Compassion of that moment, led me back to the path where I met with my very own soul.
So my story begins….