Walking Forward, Looking Back.

I am going forward.

I am not thinking less. My heart is still weighted.

But I have decided that there is nothing wrong with carrying a lot in your heart. It is not always pleasant, actually, it hurts a lot usually. But there is nothing wrong with it. I won't let myself feel bad for feeling.

So, I'm moving forward.

I'm not sure yet where I'm headed. Toward something more, something better, I hope.

I will keep writing. I will keep reminding myself to just stop, to just breathe. I surely will keep remembering that there is fog, there is darkness. But I know better than to sit around in that. I know better than to let that burrow it's way in.

So, I'll keep walking.

The past is there, it doesn't just cease to exist because I chose to have a more positive outlook. If there is anything to remind me of that, it is the weight in my chest. But all I have to do is look up, and there is something... a future waiting for me over there.

I'll take it.