This past year I felt obligated to heal from anything I’d left up to the very circumstances themselves, to finally move onto the next life chapter I know is coming in a flip of a page. I let it all out to anyone I had left abridged for me to finally reach the next step — restoration. The friendship I had with my mother, the friendship I never seemed to have with my sisters, father issues, gratitude for old friends and hopefully a healthy co-parenting dynamic. Truths only needed to flood the terrain but not without breaking the dam just to finally be taken seriously, to see that it takes two for this to work. 2022 was so painful to start until I realized I had to find where it was hurting me, to sit with myself in silence and ask what this is teaching me. I was never fond of growing pains but I’ve never been more ready for this growth spurt