It's my birthday.

I turned 26.

I should feel something.


And you know what I feel? Glee.
Complete utter happiness. I could not be more grateful for the people in my life and for everything I have.


I feel I have so much more control of my life than I have in the past year. I feel like something inside has filled that void. I feel I got back up and came out stronger. 


I am.


I am me again. The good ol' me. I am proud. I am content. I am. 


I am me. Another chapter in my life begins today now that I am twenty-six years old. My life has changed drastically over the course of last year, but for the better.


I've fallen, I've learned. I've grown.


And here I am. In my most entirety, pure, better, stronger. 


I got the love and support of my family, I feel like I can get my life back on track.


I am me.


I've decided to let go of things and people I can no longer keep in my life, I've chosen to move on. I've chosen: Me.


Pure and simple, the answer to my question a year back. I am looking out for me, and in doing so, will find that nothing heals the mind and body more than positive reinforcement of the true self.


I am me.


I have found me.


And I'm holding onto that.


   - Zisco.

My turn.