Category : Diary/Journal

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I have come to realize that I can't find my path without getting messy. "Messy", comes with the territory. 
I won't find my way to clarity without first befriending confusion in all its chaotic forms. 
I won't find a path that would feel like home before falling into quicksand. 
I won't establish a right way of being without trying on the wrong way of being for size. 
And I won't find the light without stumbling around in the dark. 
Barriers. There seem to be so many of them in my life. Barriers which were put there by me because of a piece of paper; a signed contract that demands me to do so. 
But what if I'm the only one protecting said contract, are the barriers I put around myself worth it? My simple answer would be no. 
So, I'm not going to let barriers stop me from living my life. Instead, I'm going to let the hurdles motivate me to be strong. Strong enough for me to close that chapter for good so that one day I can look back with pride knowing I had ran and finished my race. Sure, there was pain along the way but on the flipside, I gained strength because of the obstacles.
Here's the kicker.... in the heart of all that chaos, drama and bullshit is the place where I know I will find the clay that will shape me my home.