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This is to answer my very own and rhetorical letter: ‘Dear victim’…

I blamed myself for not only offering you my foot… but stretching myself so hard so that you could reach for my leg!  I accused you of having taken way past the inch I gave you…  I can’t blame you.  It was I who decided to stretch so you’d do that… it was I who decided to give someone else the control over me…

I can honestly tell you that this is not important anymore… it was, yes… but not today.  I know it’s me who’s in control to be cheerful or down.  It is me who decides what to do with the past… my present… my tomorrows, and that this has got to change today.  I’m the one building my own way… promising or not.

I know, today, that you are not to blame for my feelings, it’s me… I’m the one who decides when and how to feel anything… I’m the one who decides which of them are important… and that day has come.

I celebrate today.  I imagine my future and feel… with all of my heart, what I can become and where I’m going!

Boy, would I love it if you could join me in this journey! I’d give anything to celebrate this beginning with you and enjoy your presence for what could be an ‘US’… rather than some lonely ‘you… and I’…

Truly, truly yours,

Me… freed and at peace!

PS: Wanna join me?