This Is My Story

And here are the characters:

KC: the "let's get Molly out of her safe zone" friend

FJ: the "let's go crazy because we're only young once" friend

RB: my Ivy League cousin

LM: the "I'm better than you" cousin

TK: the older brother

MK: my "Mama Lion" older sister who practically raised me

WV: the guy friend that I've known for years and have never met

DV: a good friend from high school

WC: another guy friend

KH: the brother-in-law

DM: the "Eye-Ah-Woah-Knee-In" guy friend that I'm still getting to know better

Do you have a story? I do. It's a love story. A different kind of love story. A love story between me and the cards I've been dealt. A love story between me and my life. A love story between me and my pain. A love story between me and my flaws. A love story between me and myself. The people in your life do not have any say in your story. They do not direct you in any direction. Only you have that power.

Only you have the power to move on. Only you can delete a character from your story. Only you make the important decisions. Move out. Move on. And move forward. I'm not saying never look back. Sometimes, you have to look back in order learn from your mistakes. Only you can choose and write the ending to the story. No one else.

You can't be stagnant. You can't just stay in one spot. Put one foot in front of the other. You cannot heal unless you move.

I've gotten my sleep. I'm awake and alert. This is not me being overtired. And delirious. Just me. My mind is clear.