07. Amazing grace

I remember looking so forward to this photoshooting. To me, it was like waiting to be set free. from what? ..something heavy.
I remember letting myself go. completely.
Letting a drained girl come out of this body of mine into that photoshoot. I think that was the last time that I’ve ever seen her.
I never post anything serious. today, I feel like I have to. I have always been judged, criticized. Which might be good, but is it really good to shoot someone down for no reason at all? I have always been told what I should and what I should not. What was good for me and what was not. I always listened, always believed. Always been submissive.
Then, it came a day where I got sick.
And I still am.
Deep down something changed.
You know, it’s hard for all the people around you to accept the fact that you’ve changed plus decided to stop being a childish girl and became a woman. A strong one. It is hard to accept that they can no longer exercise control on you. Damn, that’s a pity, isn’t it?
But that girl is gone and you all need to understand that — cause I won’t listen to your thoughts or advices no more.
I do what I want. I am what I want. You don’t like it? think I’m too much? think I’m inappropriate? Fuck it, leave. None of you owns me and I don’t care what you think ‘cause it’s literally none of your business. I’ ve got a path to follow and no obstacles are tolerated. Wanna walk with me? Great. Wanna leave me? Better. I can walk faster without you.
You all say you want a strong woman.
No. Bullshit.
Trust me, you couldn’t stand one.