Bad Habits Don’t Have To Die Hard

Cheering myself up is a habit I haven’t practiced until now.
Just,
Sitting down,
Taking in the deepest breath and being obsessed with what truly makes me happy.
Whether it’s poetry begging to be spewed out from the inner depths of my gleaming soul,
Or,
Watching Dragon Ball Z even if I am “adult-years old”,
Guilt seemed to have always shoot up and down my spine until,
Now…
Now that I’ve moved on from what never served my well being in the first place…
How worried I’ve become over the opinion of another.
An opinion coercing me to face myself with disgust,
Rather than love!
Love that I very well deserve,
After so many hours stuck inside of an abyss where all I did was burn.
Bridges with my inner child so desperate for my presence once more…