Tame

I am an exceptionally passionate person.  I easily get fired up (though I wouldn't say I have a temper); I care more than I should and, all too often lately, fear tends to get the better of me.  Where I once saw this as a serious character flaw, I am starting to see how valuable it is.

I am far from normal - I dance in the kitchen at work (hell, I dance when I am meant to be running in the morning); I flip out and go bat shit crazy to make a point; I swear like a sailor; I sing off key; I am willing to admit my mistakes (and I am getting better at taking bold steps to correct them); I put others needs ahead of my own.

I have learnt that worrying about what other people think of you is a form of imprisonment.  I am getting better at letting go and enjoying the moment.  I am no longer afraid to flail my arms madly when  one of my favourite songs starts to play on my run.  I dance for me.  I wear what I like, even if it means that my feet are freezing all day.  I no longer look over my shoulder as I walk down the street, panicking about who may or may not be looking at me.

The truth is, I just don't care anymore.  If people don't like me then that is their problem.  I am quirky, I am crazy and I am sensitive.  But I have character and I am unpredictable.

While I am striving to be more than I have ever been before, I have realised that I am reverting to the person I was before he fucked me up.  Never again will I be tamed by someone.  I am wild at heart and deserve to be free.