What happened to you?
Who…
Me?
Yeah.
What do you mean what happened to me?
I mean you’re different.
Different how so?
I dunno.
I just know something is off.
In a bad way?
I dunno.
Oh, I see…
I know what you’re doing.
You’re trying to make me question my plans again.
You know I’m close to the follow-through, and just like you always do, you come in with your opinions.
Your judgments.
You’re so critical.
You always have to find a way to take my power away.
But guess what?
You are right, I am different.
I’m not who I used to be.
I don’t know who I am exactly, but I know I’m bigger than you.
I’m better than you.
I’m happier than you.
And I don’t need to wear a mask to feel safe.
I don’t need to overthink everything.
I don’t need other people to make my decisions.
I don’t care what other people think about me, and that includes you.
I’ve come to realize who you really are.
Your true colours…
And you are a monster – for sure.
You’re dark and murky.
You make me feel sick.
And I use to feel bad for you.
I use to take your side at the expense of my health, and that’s why I killed myself.
Which means you are a murderer…
A thief.
A liar.
A cheater.
And you put on a good show, I’ll give you that.
But I caught on early on whether you realize it or not.
And I’ve been doing two things at once…
I’ve been spying on you.
Testing you.
Observing you.
The things you say…
The actions you take.
And I can confidently say I was right about everything.
And I confess, because of my deep knowings, I was afraid of you.
So I didn’t know what to do.
So I played it cool.
And behind the scenes, I’ve been doing the work to plan my escape wisely.
That’s why I’ve been so quiet.
You thought I was just wasting my days away doing nothing.
But now my work is finally falling into place.
I feel like I can breathe.
I feel like I’m coming back from the dead.
Like I’m becoming the person I’ve trying to become all along…
The version of myself you’ve been blocking me off from.
But today I see differently.
Things are brighter.
More vibrant.
I can see the beginnings of the buds blossoming on the trees.
I can hear my breath.
My heartbeat.
The sound of a higher frequency.
I can feel my tendons tightening.
My fascia contracting.
I feel strong again.
I feel aware.
I feel lighter like I’m air.
I feel certain that I’m always taken care of.
I don’t need you, because I am divinely guided.
And knowing that has given me the strength to let you go.
Now I know I’m capable of so much more than what you would ever give me credit for.
And the only reason why you make me feel like shit is so I’ll stay small like you.
So I won’t leave you.
And it’s too bad.
If you didn’t feel so bad about yourself, then you wouldn’t have been so mean to me.
And then we could’ve been real friends, instead of fake friends like we’ve been being.
But I can’t keep being fake friends with someone who wears a mask because we aren’t a vibrational match.
So yeah.
Go ahead.
Attack me with your thoughts, but it won’t have an effect on me because you no longer trigger me.
Now I am free.
Thank you for listening