As summer comes to an end and the violently hot sweat filled days make room for the increasingly bearable days that come with fall, I find myself looking back on this year with a smile on my face. While I can’t stop the feeling of dread that also goes hand-in-hand with winter from creeping up on me, I feel confident that the way that I spent this year was more or less the exact way that I was meant to spend it. I’ve tried to live more true to myself than I ever have this year and it has opened so many doors and allowed me to experience so many things I did not even believe possible last year. Moving out of my cousin’s house and into an apartment with a girl I had just met before our move-in date was one of the best decisions I have ever made. Since I started writing this post a lot has changed dealing with the chemistry of the relationships between my friends and me, but that doesn’t take away from the fact that this year was one of my best. Living true to what I believe is my wants and needs is the only important thing to me. As it gets colder, I begin to reflect on all the interactions I’ve had with others, what lines of communication I should cut out of my daily routine, what behaviors I should adopt, what things I would have done differently had I known what would come, and so forth. I’ve grown to become a better version of myself by the day and I feel as though I need to show respect to my body by thanking it for making it to this point. More than anyone in your life, your own body and soul deserve the most love and patience.
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