I’ve learned that not everyone wants to become the butterfly because they’re afraid of what happens next. They’re afraid to go through a process and growing means that there will be growing pains. Everyone wants to be that pretty fluttering creature, but not acknowledge

How scary it is to dissolve who you once were. It can sometimes be frightening to be alone and in the dark anticipating what is yet to come. What keeps me sane is knowing that I can return to the leaves I turned after my transformation, but I’ll be looking at them from

a new perspective. After all that is said and done I can never be talked bad about and care because I did the necessary work to become who I am. My past is full of mistakes,
So? fuck you I’ve grown. Nectar tastes sweeter after you give up on accepting bullshit

Is what I’m learning, and I pray you choose that for yourself.
If you ever need to just know that someone understands that this porcess isn’t always honey and peaches you have a friend in me.