She gave up on love. She got burnt too many times and decided to stop wanting or looking for it, until eventually she was at peace with it. ‘Finally’, she said as a tear cornered her eye. ‘I am enough, I will be happy and grateful for my life!’ She started praying for a better tomorrow and for more clarity. Looking in the window, a smile forced itself on her, and she was happy, truly happy. All at once, everything seemed different, and a glimmer of hope slowly but steadily became stronger and stronger.
She’d turn her world around, and all of a sudden, her life, her entire existence looked different… it was strange, but somehow everything became more accessible. She could do it! Yes, she was capable now, because she had freed herself from chocking dreams and limiting perspectives.
She could breathe!