It's like I know that something is going to end. Change is inevitable- no one can avoid it. Different people move in and out of our lives, and I like to think that they come when we need them, and leave when they have taught us what they came to teach. I believe that everything happens for a reason, as cliche as it sounds. Nothing is coincidence.
I don't want things to change, as far as the people in my life go. I love them all, they have been my anchors when bipolar has thrown me into a raging sea of emotion. They are the safe place I go to to feel loved. They encourage me, they support me, and they welcome me. That's the most important part. The feeling of being accepted and wanted is a feeling that every living creature needs to feel.
I am afraid of the change that I feel coming, yet at the same time, part of me hopes that it's a change for the better. I can't put my finger on what exactly will change. I know this post is vague and mysterious, but I can't be any more specific. Because I just don't know what is coming.
Here's to hoping it's a positive change.
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