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.

The sun is getting ready to create the most beautiful sunrise for you.

What if I grow into a flower you weren’t expecting?

Don’t worry about the rivers you have yet to cross. Your body will support you, your wisdom will guide you, and your soul will be there to hold your hand if you ever start to sway.

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

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

I will grow outside of the box if I have to.

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.