Why even?

Precious

I miss doing things that made me happy. I miss getting in my car and driving to the beach when I wanted to. I miss going to the drive thru and grabbing fries in the middle of the night. I miss watching movies that hit close to home without the fear of being judged. I miss wearing whatever I wanted. I miss wearing my pink/purple plaid sweater over everything. I miss my gauges, the blue ones. I miss being a vegetarian. I miss running. I miss waking up at 5:30am and doing yoga. I miss my old, I'm glad she's not suffering anymore. I miss doing things that I wasn't afraid of doing. I understand my life is different now. I just have to figure out how to put myself first again. My needs matter, too. My happiness is important. I'm important. I need to stop doubting myself and just get up and do it. I miss the old me, the good parts. I had high motivation to do anything and now.. I'd rather stay on my phone than to workout. I need to change. I need to do better. For my health, and for my family.

me: is that the sun

I haven’t been on this account for about 5 years so it’s very nostalgic to see what I used to reblog and stuffs.. prepare for a bunch of reblogging from my own profile lol