So, erm... I took the plunge. Today I woke up and thought, sod it. Why not? I have a voice. I may not have a massive platform of followers, neither do I really know what I'm doing when it comes to spreading Darcy's story, I just know that every voice matters. I Genuinely believe in the message I am trying to spread. I HAVE to come to terms with the fact I inspire people. Like Darcy I don't take compliments well. For too long I have whispered in the shadows for fear of judgement. Today was the day I broke free of my own shackles and emailed some very influential people in the hope I can join the people who can give hope. Hope comes in many forms sometimes laughter, understanding and lighthearted messages hit the hardest in the most beautiful way. It shows people that it's ok not to be ok. Nobody has their ducks completely aligned (or most of us don't anyway), many of us are fumbling around, chasing after the bastards, and 9/10 when we catch them, we find that at least one of them is a pigeon! (or a seagull). To anyone reading this, I hope this message finds you well. Keep smiling, keep striving forward and you will get to the point you'll start living, instead of simply surviving.
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