It happened while I was watching a show on Bravo and eating chips.
I cant put my finger on it. Can’t tell you if it was something I heard or saw that triggered it. Don’t remember anything except thinking “I can not do this one more day. Not another minute not another second.” In my bones, in my cells I knew, absolutely knew that in that one moment my life changed and that I would never be the same again.
The struggle was over and the journey began. I would equate it to a sea change, a radical change in the way I perceived myself and the world I had created. I realized that the world wasn’t mine anymore. I was a bystander, a bit player in a play I wrote for everyone else to star in. It was time to write my own play.
I started tell myself the truth. I started to find me, I started to B me.
B Bombora 