Moving forward

After arriving at a place where it does not matter so much on the external, the tearing down of the layers of hard, fearful, insecurities have began.
So much cleaning up to do.
Starts with a decision to break free from living a lie of perfection and mere routine.
This is also when the magic begins.
My heart felt a sense of freedom, freedom to love, freedom to be alive.
Goodbye, old heart.
Thanks for letting go and letting me breathe again!