New year....

New beginnings.

I've been honest.

Told almost everything....

I love every single one of you so much.

Even if you hate me for the person I used to be.

Even if you never saw me change and still hold who I used to be as the present image of Elin Greene in your mind.

Because only I know the whole truth

And nothing can change that.

I don't know exactly who I am, but I'm learning.

I've learnt to run, to hide, and how to cry again.

This isn't a story

This is merely a chapter.

One which by the end I hope to be filled again.

I lost a lot of things.

I emptied myself.

Even quite literally.

I drank the poison, made myself bleed so I could drink it again.

I refrained myself, sometimes forced out

With bad consequences.

I always hated all I did. It was a self-redemption of sorts.

The blood.... I didn't want to wake up.

The pictures.... I still see them when I close my eyes.

I see them when my eyes are open, wandering away from the present.

I regret everything

But it sure beat the everything that once was.

But, with many prospects, promises....

Promises I used to struggle keeping

And still do

But I'm trying harder.

I know it's not news

And I know I always said I meant it

I did

I just couldn't face the world.

I'm learning

I broke boundaries, rules.... laws....

...


But I'm okay. I promise. I mean it. I love you.



Happy New Year.

And with this, I bring a new story to the face of this blog.


From here on, fiction only.

xxx