I’m grateful that my husband doesn’t treat me like shit. I’m not the queen either, but I’m definitely not being emotionally abused.
Realising and slowly understanding what being in the present meant.
I don’t care what others think when I put up my thoughts online. I don’t even know if people (specifically, friends & family) will come across it and read it, but I don’t care. It’s all the better if they make fun of me for believing in this, because then I’ll be more motivated to stick to my goals.