Can you imagine?
What if I come back from the Philippines and I feel like myself again after what seems like literal years?
It will have been years.
Can you imagine? If I go home and feel confident? If, next time I step on US soil, I actually trust myself?
Can you imagine the day that I will allow myself to have fun?
To feel sexy? To feel proud of my body?
To not hold the certain belief that when I have fun, terrible things happen?
This is what keeps me here.
The imagining of becoming Me again.
