Reflection

Changing my point of view

Photo by Vinicius “amnx” Amano on Unsplash

I’m changing.
I feel like I’m changing.
I don’t know exactly what but I feel it.

Is it my hair?
Is it my eyes?
Or maybe it’s the way I talk?

I’m not the same person I was before.
Is this a good thing? I hope so.

I cut off strings that were not good for my mental health.
I started to appreciate the little things I have in my life.
I made mistakes but it made me wiser.

We don’t have to physically see changes in the mirror
to know we’ve grown or we’ve changed.
And growth is always beautiful.