Can I copyright the thoughts in my head??
My vulnerable, about me post:
Let’s get real here…I am not a magical unicorn that prances around sprinkling fairy dust every day. My upbeat, bubbly self may make people think that about me. And who knows, maybe in another life, I am gleefully skipping around in a prairie field with the wind at my back and a rainbow on my tushie. But in all honesty, I am raw and a little broken. I have an anxiety that at times can be crippling. One that structures/burdens my every day life. I have sought help for it multiple times and read and tried different things. But so far, I am not cured. And maybe I will never fully be. And I’ll have to be okay with that. I have gone through hardships and trials and despair. But despite all of that and also because of it, l possess something wonderful: JOY. Joy that comes from the struggle, joy that can see the positive and the miracles during the murkiness and sludginess of life. A joy that knows there are moments of brightness, of wonder, of absolute delight.