I'm currently turning the laundry room into a guest room. In my house. In the heart of Los Angeles. On average, I "work" 20 hours a week. I've gotten to host over a dozen people from out of town. I have a pickup truck AND a car. I hosted a brunch this morning and cooked for everyone using only food that I already had in the fridge. Emily my roommate left yesterday morning and I've already received two "I miss you texts." I have an AMAZING therapist & psychiatrist both covered by my therapist. My role model- one of the most respected authors and public speakers alive prays for me and answers my calls. 4 of my best friends live within 30 min of my house. I could go on and on. .
One year ago today, my eyes were swollen shut from weeping. I was absolutely broken, stuck, lost. I had stopped believing, dreaming, and I was absolutely unthankful. A lot can change in a year. One step at a time. Real talk, one step leads to another and then you pause to look back and realize you're walking on thin air, doing what you once thought was impossible. 📷: @ipadarath