A Canvas

A month ago I slapped myself awake. With a few hard hits, I knew I needed to really dig deep and love myself again. 

I started reading these books and they are changing who I am. It's the most beautiful thing, to see my growth. No one else can possibly understand the growth I have seen. No one I interact with knew me before, except me. This used to bother me, but now I don't care. I see the growth. I see the beauty. I see the potential. 

I'm an artist, and my life is a canvas. I have the power to create beautiful art that fills me with joy and meaning. I will create something special and I will share it with all who seek the inspiration.

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