I have attained what I have been searching for all these years- inner peace and serenity.
I look around, and I have nothing to complain about... I know that I still have problems, that I will have to eventually work out, but these few "problems" no longer hold weight in my psyche. I have let go of all of those cares and worries. I no longer fear my child's father. I no longer fear anything. I have let it all go.
This feeling is amazing. I can only be grateful to myself, as it was I that desired this peace. It was I that created this serenity. I wished for it and I got it!
So, this leads me back to the thought that we create our own reality. When I stopped wanting to be sad, I stopped being sad. When I stopped wanting to keep to myself and be miserable, that ceased to be my reality. I have manifested my desires. My mind no longer races a mile a minute. I no longer have persistent and insufferable insomnia. I am sad, no more.
Nothing happened, to even cause this reality to be mine. I did not fill the void in my heart with a new relationship. I have just been taking care of myself and guarding my psyche from attacks by outside influences. Nothing really bothers me anymore, I just let negativity roll off of me, like beads of water. I have found the ability to relax and just let time pass, with nowhere to go, and nothing to do. They say that happiness is ever-fleeting, but that a state of joy is long-lasting. Petty mood swings do not erase, or even touch, a true state of joy. I have been feeling this joy for about a week. I want it to stay with me.
About a week ago, I did allow my psyche to be plagued with fear. I now see that I was allowing someone else to rent space in my head. Since I received no rent money, I evicted all thoughts of him from my mind. Why should he get to live in my head, isn't it crowded enough up there, to begin with?
I do not need anyone to influence the way that I feel. I need no one to fill my heart, for me. I am complete, in and of myself. I need no one, to make me whole. I was born a whole person.
Now, what am I going to do with this new found joy? Hmmm...
This blog's purpose is for Avenue to create an outlet for sharing her thoughts, emotions, and observations about life.
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Friday, September 3, 2010
Legal Matters, Freedom, and Release
I am at peace.
Tomorrow, or today, being as though it is after midnight, is another story. I have to guard my heart. My heart is like an insane asylum. There are crazy people, who have lived within its walls. I am scared of these crazy people. I may be a counselor, by profession, but no amount of training prepared me for the psychological torment that these asylum residents have inflicted, within the confines of my own heart.
I have to do some necessary "house cleaning" today. I have to make the obvious into law, or at least, begin the process. I have put it off, long enough. I want to move on, with confidence. I no longer wish to have chains to the past, no matter how I think that I have severed that link, there is just one bit of legality that I have to contend with... Custody, ugh.
It has been a difficult road, for this little Ave.
On the upside, I am grateful that I have not been plagued with anymore phone calls, or any other types of communication. The absolute last thing that I expected, was a phone call from someone that I was trying to forget. No one could have prepared me, for the shock that I felt, when I heard that he had called the house.
My heart has mended. I finally feel like the fog, that had been planted firmly on my horizon, has lifted. I no longer feel that twinge of pain, that would strike, whenever someone mentioned his name. I no longer find myself crying, after a song played, that would remind me of him. I am free. This feeling is irreplaceable and priceless. I would have paid all the money in the world, to have felt like this three short months ago.
At this point, all I want, is for him to let me go.
Listening to: The Grudge, Tool
Tomorrow, or today, being as though it is after midnight, is another story. I have to guard my heart. My heart is like an insane asylum. There are crazy people, who have lived within its walls. I am scared of these crazy people. I may be a counselor, by profession, but no amount of training prepared me for the psychological torment that these asylum residents have inflicted, within the confines of my own heart.
I have to do some necessary "house cleaning" today. I have to make the obvious into law, or at least, begin the process. I have put it off, long enough. I want to move on, with confidence. I no longer wish to have chains to the past, no matter how I think that I have severed that link, there is just one bit of legality that I have to contend with... Custody, ugh.
It has been a difficult road, for this little Ave.
On the upside, I am grateful that I have not been plagued with anymore phone calls, or any other types of communication. The absolute last thing that I expected, was a phone call from someone that I was trying to forget. No one could have prepared me, for the shock that I felt, when I heard that he had called the house.
My heart has mended. I finally feel like the fog, that had been planted firmly on my horizon, has lifted. I no longer feel that twinge of pain, that would strike, whenever someone mentioned his name. I no longer find myself crying, after a song played, that would remind me of him. I am free. This feeling is irreplaceable and priceless. I would have paid all the money in the world, to have felt like this three short months ago.
At this point, all I want, is for him to let me go.
Listening to: The Grudge, Tool
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