Listen, I'm sorry.

"I create my own happiness and I can share it gratefully with others"

Among the days, I have been concerned about how many times a day I say I'm sorry.

How many times a day, I fight with myself to not make people feel uncomfortable.

To pass unseen, to please you, to avoid opening up to anyone.

It's part of who I am.

But I tent to notice that I began saying sorry because I have never been listened to.

Still, now, I feel like I'm not.

So I ask for forgiveness even before I say or do something because when I wanted to express myself it wasn't important enough.

Unfortunately, we are made to be loved, been cared for.

We belong to communities.

But sometimes we open up to the wrong people and with experiences we learn that people hurt you because you give them the power to do so.

This hit me while I was putting together a dresser I bought last week.

I had to make a mindful act while working on it because anger came.

I made some stupid mistake and it was so easy to reassemble due to the fact I had made it before so I knew how to put it back together after I had to split it into pieces.

That works the same with us. 

We tend to create such a fuzz about situations that can easily be solved but we react strongly to the issue itself instead of focus in the possible solutions.

Life is how you chose to see it.

I'm not telling you that your life will change immediately.

But you will notice the changes in approaches, how people notice you differently even how you see yourself differently.

I listen to myself.

I ask forgiveness everytime I doubt me, put me under, feel worthless.

But I listen to that little voice that tells me you can do it, you are fearless.

You got me abandoned.

I got you back, don't worry.

Take your own time, because you are so worth it.

I stopped looking for the right ears to hear me and I found the right heart that hears me.