Here I am thinking of how much my life has changed since last year. I can really see that I’m not longer the same person as before.  My new move has helped me on my journey to find myself, and to accept the past as part of me and a thing I cannot change anymore.  I can really feel I have changed inside; I grew up a lot last year, accepted things from the past I thought I would never be able to. The past few months enabled me to meet a lot of interesting people that were able to help me reflect and change the way I saw certain things in my life.

I was finally able to open up my heart again and forgive.  With that, I was able to love again… And when I least expected it, I found love.  It sounds tacky, but I guess you need to be in peace with yourself to be able to give your heart away.  I was finally able to mend the broken pieces. It was hard in the beginning to accept the changes, but at one point I felt I was finally ready to trust someone again. And at that exact moment I met the guy that stole my mended heart away, and is still keeping it safe for me. I feel liberated that I’m finally able to love a person again the way I love him. It showed me that there is always hope and that as long as you don’t give up and keep dreaming, everything is possible.  It has taken a while to be able to reflect and find the real me, but it was worth it. People say I’ve changed now,  but in fact it is the other way around; the other, old me they knew before wasn’t real. I was just hiding from myself in the past, trying to make others believe I was happy with my life as it was. But I don’t longer feel the need to hide anymore. I guess I grew up during the last few months in a way some people won’t understand, since the change has been quite big. But people who really care about me will at one point. And that will be my goal for the rest of this year; to keep investing my energy into those I love and really care about me. And especially that one person that helped me believe in love again…