I Am More Than My Nightmares

by Jennae Cecelia

I am just trying to be the woman my fifteen-year-old self would have admired.

I now stop and greet my reflection instead of looking past the girl in the mirror. All she ever wanted was her own love.

I am longing for a safe place to grow.

If the pieces don’t fall into place, maybe it is time to build yourself up in a new unconventional way.

Mistakes are the bridges between my failures and my successes.

I see stars as small reminders from the universe that even dark times show specks of light when you really pay attention.

I have yet to explore everywhere, but I have at least passed my comfort zone.

I am an ocean. Are you willing to risk swimming in the deep, dark, parts of me? Or will you stay where it’s shallow?

You are looking at one of her chapters. You don’t know her full story.

We all have bad yesterdays that we can bask in. But those yesterdays will never come again and neither will the today you are wasting with thoughts of your yesterdays.

The moon appears even during the day to let you know it is still there and is coming back soon. Will you be my moon? Because I am always worried about you when you are not around.

Self-care is sometimes just waking up, greeting the sun, and telling yourself this is your day.

You are walking around looking for a path to follow in the right direction. The problem is, the path you are looking for has not yet been made.

It is not about crossing the finish line first, while overworking and stressing out your body and mind. It is about making it in a way that is most caring to yourself. Your mental health is not a race.

People are too worried about themselves to worry about everything you do. I know it seems like all eyes are on you at times, but sometimes those eyes are just blank stares thinking about their own problems.

Do not fear, the rain is only here to help you grow.