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[entelein]

If I keep making enough choices, choices that advance me a little further down the path, I can feel the breath coming more easily into my lungs.

I can feel my legs again, my calves and my knees and my hip joints.

Each decision and each slicing away at the peel, each bit of work I do that is work of clarity, that's a bit better than the day before, y'see.

Pieces of life falling into place, my joints and my bones and my cells rearranging to form a better me that looks exactly the same to you and you and you and you. But to me, there is a world of difference. Even food tastes better.

It's slow, there's regressions. Hour to hour. Each choice is a wish.

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[randomdreams.livejournal.com]

So what are you doing, slowly and bit by bit, to make yourself a better person?
I'm in the midst of a similar project, although I think I'm going about it in a different (and more stupid and more damaging) a manner, so I'd be interested in hearing what you're up to.

[entelein.livejournal.com]

I'll try to write about that, but don't worry about being more stupid and damaging in your choices. I haven't exactly been the font of wisdom regarding my steps ... it's all very hard to vocalize and make sense of, because I am so in the process of it all.

Mostly I am using routines to help get some structure back in my life.

[llyrica.livejournal.com]

I could be termed the queen of new beginnings and regressions, but I've had enough temporary successes to know it's all about continued choosing. Best of luck, you sound like you're doing great.

[entelein.livejournal.com]

Thanks, llyrica! Each day is a new story, most of the time. That's progress. It's when it's the same old story, I start to worry.


:)