I have changed over time. Those who have just met me have no idea of the metamorphoses.
I have mainly existed between the Negative and Realist worlds. When confronted with a glass half filled, I saw neither half filled - nor half empty. I wanted to know "who drank half of my FUCKING glass of water." (I'm a thirsty girl, after all.)
Time tempered that. I shifted towards "Either someone drank that shit, or it was never filled completely anyway." (I have too much other mess to worry over than a fucking glass of water.)
In the last year, my reigns have been replaced nearly completely - specifically in regards to pregnancy. I have never felt so positive about seeing this pregnancy through. I FEEL the strength - MY strength. I KNOW that we will see this baby be welcomed, happily, to the world.
The loss of our daughter, Mira, is what it has taken to grow to this point.
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